Ravi stood in the middle of the room which smelled like vanilla, taciturn, and silent.
He really was...very tired.
He stood there for close to ten minutes while he looked at the window occasionally.
Before he could make up his mind, The door opened slowly and Arlen walked in. He was wearing blue shorts and a white, loose polo. When his eyes caught Ravi's, he smiled so widely and walked faster towards him.
"Ravi, love, how are you feeling?" Those blue eyes were fixed on Ravi, worried, concerned, and filled with so much love that it made Ravi shiver from head to toe.
His presence was like the warm sun visiting with a gentle breeze that seemed to blow on Ravi's heart.
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A memory soon appeared in his mind. It was of a man, his back wasn't wide but it was exceptionally tall and upright, half-kneeling in front of him as he motioned for him to climb on.