Overture Downs make your peace

The growl doesn't scare him; Demon doesn't scare him, he realizes. Not anymore. He feels almost safe in the silence between them, warmed by their proximity. And when the other boy embraces him, a foreign feeling swells in his chest.
I like you, He murmurs, words unbidden yet firm, and shifts closer. It's the truth, despite their strange first meeting and the odd mix of feelings Demon provokes in him — or maybe because of that. He doesn't care to figure it out now. All he knows is that he doesn't want this moment to end. He doesn't want to rise again to face the world and himself and the perpetual uncertainty of tomorrow. He likes it here.