Shay's long spidery fingers trailed over Elijah's cheek, trailing damp across them from the tears. "Maybe the two of us could take him," he mused out loud. Shay was a miserable fighter so deep down he knew it was impossible.
Leading Elijah to the bed, he laid down before tugging him down on top of him. Turning to his side, he let Elijah slide off and then tangled their limbs together.
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