"You're already my hero," but he doesn't really verbally push back. Having Tommy curl around him like he means something, the blanket and the room hiding them from the invisible horrors in Billy's mind, was enough right now. He tucks his face right against Tommy's neck and lets out a shuddering breath.

He was okay. They were okay. Tommy would be right here.

Oh. He can hear the smile in his boyfriend's voice. "I just told you I love you ten minutes ago and you're wondering if we're steady? You... you better wear it. It's even got a basketball patch on one arm so everyone else knows what I'm good at. Basketball and having a boyfriend. Get you a pair of shades and you'll look like the King of Hawkins, too."