Caleb petted Gabe's hair soothingly, tucking his nose into the damp strands for a moment. "Of course. No one would understand. But, I don't care. This is like...the most right I've ever felt about anything before," he murmured.

He knew he should feel guilty, but he just...didn't. Not now. He felt happy, content. Defiant. He felt like this was something that had been looming, something waiting to happen. He felt like this was who he was.

He also felt drowsy, and smiled to himself. "Sleep, okay? We don't want to miss the bus tomorrow."