Misha
"So, are you really going to call me Misha from now on?" I ask Jay.
Jay has been holding me for a while now. I stopped crying, but it seemed like he didn't want to let go. Not that I mind. It's warm and comforting.
"Mhm, it's your name after all," Jay says with a low, soft voice.
He sounds sleepy.
"Even Anon? Will he call me that too?"
I want everyone to call me Misha, but I know that can't happen. It would be confusing and complicated to explain. If Parker, Jay, and Anon will, that will be enough for me.
"I'll make him, even if he won't. However, I don't think I will need to. It seems he was more aware of me calling you Rin than I was." Jay says with a chuckle.
Jay relaxes a bit and leans his head on my shoulder. I can feel his hair tickling my neck.
