"I think I finally get it."

"Get what?" There was something about the look in his eyes, the confidence, the surety, that had me swallowing hard.

"You." And as he smiled, it was almost smug. "I get you, Oz. You're a little, Aren't you?"

If only I had known at the time just how much those few little words were going to change my life.

The Little Of Oz Series

Blake looked surprised to see me when he opened the door. He had clearly been asleep, hair a mess and wearing only a pair of basketball shorts. Nothing at all like the pink unicorn ones that Deacon had.

/"Eyes?/" He regarded me for a long while before he stepped aside, letting me in. /"Oz is asleep so keep it quiet./"

His tone was flat and empty, withholding the usual warmth. Couldn't really say that I blamed him there. His face looked better. Kinda. The split to his lip was just a thin gash now, but his eye still looked swollen and painful.

/"Does Oz have any of those lollies I bought him left?/" I asked Blake as I kicked my shoes off at the door. Oz was a maniac for sweet stuff. I had bought him a massive tub of fruit assorted lollies as a housewarming gift to try and make up for being an asshole. He had loved them so I had bought him another tub for Christmas last month.

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