"Oh God, Hart." Axel sighed and moved in, pulling the other into a tight hug. Crying boyfriend alert, so not good. Oh man, he hated seeing that. He learned not long ago that as soon as Hartley cried, Axel literally became his bitch. He'd do anything to fix it. Anything. "I am your boyfriend. And you're mine. We're dating, right?"

He held onto his tight and buried his head into the other's neck, knowing he'd regret what he was about to do but maybe he just had to bite the bullet and do it. "And if we're dating, I can't keep this up forever. I guess -- I mean, if we're really serious and we want a place together then we're going to have to pool in our money so we could just work together to pay my debts and I could quit." If it would stop Hartley from looking sad, he'd become a God damn altar boy for him. "Maybe I can use my fake ID to get a real job."