[Evil Tink]

Solomon sighed, wrapping his arms around Holden, "Anything for you Holden." "Mystic. Leave" He gently ran his hand through Holden's hair, a soft frown on his face

Mystic nodded and left without a word.

Once Mystic was gone, he led Holden to the couch, sitting next to him and gently running his hand through his hair again, "It's alright Holden...just don't worry about that..okay?" He smiled slightly, lifting Holden's face and kissing him lightly on the lips.