Frequency
By Tantric
"You said you needed a break."
"I'm weak."
Zach stared at the man standing in his doorway. He didn't move, didn't acknowledge the spoken words. He crossed his arms and leaned against the frame and just stared.
The man looked at the ground. He sighed deeply and shoved his hand deep in his pockets. He rocked back on his heels and tilted his head to the side. "I thought I needed a break." He answered finally, sounding defeated. "I thought we needed a break. I thought… you needed a break." He added softly.
Zach rolled his eyes and shook his head. "That's all on you." He snapped, waving his arm dramatically in the other's face. "I never needed a break from you. I love you, you jackass."
Owen smiled.