In Your Hands No Where

The first thing he is aware of again is Esa rushing in to the room. Klinger has trouble deciding where his attention needs to be. On the one hand these bare white walls do not look like the warm wood panelling of the AAC and that is a little disturbing. On the other hand Esa looks almost harried. His hair is actually dark from still being wet and his wide eyes bounce around until they settle on Klinger. He’s propped up in a bed and a not very comfortable one. How did that happen?“Did you hear the one about how you are really cute?” Klinger says around a giggle. It's not like he’s lying. Esa is really cute. His boyfriend sighs and shakes his head the worry easing away into something unwillingly amused. “Yeah, you’re fine. Or high.”