“You know, this is the first place that’s felt like a home to me in a long time. In forever, really. But since you’ve been gone, it’s just a house again.” He made a soft noise, pleading in a way that wrecked Wes so utterly it seemed like they had only been separated for a minute and not a month. “It’s worth nothing to me without you in it. I don’t care what I deserve,” he said, louder now. “You’re what I want. Please, come home.”
