Andrew knew that it was Maxwell who crawled into his lap and forced Andrew's face into the crook of his neck. No one else would be that bold, nor would he allow anyone else that close to him.
Fresh air washed over them as Andrew wrapped his arms around Maxwell, pulling him tight against him as he breathed in his scent. He held his whole world in his arms right now, and he couldn't stop his arms, his body from shaking.
"Oh Baby. You were way past your limit." Maxwell murmured, running his fingers soothingly through his hair. Andrew let out a whimper.
"I'm sorry. I just wanted to be able to support you." Andrew was seconds away from crying, and Maxwell sighed.
