Milo was trying to breath without hyper ventilating. He felt like the world was crumbling around him- like everything was drifting away and there was nothing there to ground him to reality. How could he be so useless? How could he have no control even through all of these years of trying? He tried and tried and yet nothing was ever enough no matter-<br/><br/>His line of thought was cut off abruptly as he heard the clink of glass on wood. Milo tensed, putting a hand over his mouth to quiet his breathing. He couldn't help it- he was panicking and his fight or flight instincts kicked in. In the back of his mind he knew it must be Aries. He waited a long time after the footsteps faded before getting up, cracking the door open and surprised to find a glass of ice accompanied by a bottle of liquor. He didn't know how to react for the longest time, his heart clenching in his chest and after several moment he leaned down, picking them up and closing his door again.<br/><br/>Milo felt the ache of loneliness as he poured the drink. It was a ridiculous thought but now more than ever in this moment he craved the mans presence, especially after the show of kindness. It meant more to him then he would ever admit out loud. Aries didn't realize it, but he'd inadvertently led Milo back to a reality he could ground himself in. Maybe even feel slightly safe. He drank the rest of the bottle and his body felt better. Through the dizziness he didn't have to think about the guilt or the fear. Even as he polished it off he wanted more so he went back down to the kitchen to search the cupboards, finding another bottle he'd stocked up on he carried it to the living room.<br/><br/>He long ago changed out of his torn shirt and managed to clean himself of the dried blood on his arm. He had a shiny new scar to show for it and through his drunken haze even he tried to scrub it off. He fell asleep curled up the recliner, the new bottle he'd opened also half empty by the time he got done with it. He didn't want to go to his room- at least out here he could take comfort in the lingering scent of Aries- a constant in his life that he was perhaps becoming too used to.