Bedtime Rituals

His arms still firmly wrapped around the Esper, Kellen nuzzled into his skin, fighting tears. This silly, stupid man. "I don't understand how you see yourself, and all the things you do, and still call yourself a monster." Kellen whispered. Rhys went rigid. "But it doesn't matter. If you want to tell me I am the one who holds your leash, I guess I am. But I do not consider you a monster at all. You are such a kind and caring person. You do so much for me, Rhys. Honestly, I'm worried I don't deserve you, given how I lashed out at you today, and in the past. I ran away from you for seven years, and you still decided you wanted me." Kellen squeezed him tightly. "So, please don't say I don't have to do anything in return. It fills me with a sense of guilt if you do." Rhys shook. 

"But I-"