I could ask you the same thing.

[ What if he's exactly what Locus doesn't need in his life right now? Taylor's made plenty of poor life choices- and that's a trend that won't end soon.

But this? This doesn't feel like one of them.

He rises up enough to loop his arms around Locus' shoulders, tugging him close. Slotting himself between his legs to fit right against him like he belongs there. ]

You're not a mistake, Locus. You are, honestly, one of the best damn things that's ever happened to me. And I mean that.