That evening, the two laid in bed together.

And Mike held Micky close.

Micky wasn't sure what brought on the sudden attention, but he loved it. He thought the old Mike was starting to come back.

"Micky?" Mike whispered. "Are you awake?"

Micky rolled around so he was facing Mike. "Yeah. What's wrong?"

"I...have a confession to make."

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