Even Riley knew instinctively that they couldn't really take it out.
Not that they hadn't tried to check. But precisely because they had tried, they were now fairly certain about the nature of such a stubborn heart.
Just like its owner, tenacious and unyielding, the fragment behaved as if it were the incarnation of Orien himself. A whirlwind that barged into everything without hesitation, only to wiggle itself right in the middle, hell or high water.
Even his heart fragment was like that.
And when faced with Liam, who accepted Orien's existence, personality, and antics without reservation, what more could that fragment even want?
It was one of those thoughts that kept Riley sighing softly as he lay sprawled atop his new husband's chest.
Chiseled as he was, Kael seemed almost unfairly comfortable. Riley, who had effectively claimed him as a living mattress, found the steady warmth and solid presence beneath him absurdly soothing after such a long and emotionally exhausting day.
