Doyle POV - It Takes Resolve

The walk back to Len's place was quiet though my mind was working on overdrive. The sense of discomfort was likely due to the fact that I had a feeling that Len was cheating on me. 

Was it something I said? Something I did? Did I NOT do something? Was it that colleague he was visiting? If not... Dameon? I had already told him to stay away from Len, could I bring myself not to lose control if it really was him again?

"Doyle... We're here." Len tugs on the sleeve of my coat, prompting me to snap out of my train of thoughts as I met his gaze.

"... Oh... Right..." I entered the room, shuffling over to the side of the entranceway as Len locks the door behind me.

I glanced at his small frame, feeling conflicted about how to bring up the topic before he turns around and smiles upon meeting my eyes. I returned a slight smile as I closed the distance and pulled him into an embrace.

"Doyle...?" Len asks, although he hugs me in return.