“Well, that was the worst pizza in the world,” Julian said drowsily, his head leaning onto Kenyon’s shoulder. It kinda had been. But also the best, too. “But the best, too.” Kenyon started, surprised at the words coming out of Julian’s mouth and how they’d echoed his own thoughts almost exactly. “Yeah?” he asked hopefully. “And,” Julian said, blinking sleepily at Kenyon, “I think you’re kind of a treasure too.”
