Fuck, that tone just makes him want to hug him. Though aside from drawing his gun on him, that's probably one of the worst things he could do right now.

'Of course I want to help you,' he promises. 'You're my friend. My boyfriend. ...If you still want. But regardless, yes, I want to help.' He can't just leave him on his own, he's got nowhere to go, doesn't have enough money for the fucking bus ticket. Yet at the same time, he doesn't want to force him. This is such a mess.

'At least take the house. I'll show you where it is and then won't bother you again. Ever, if you want. But you need secure roof over your head.'