[ He doesn't. He really doesn't, if anything those long arms curl around him to welcome the embrace with a deep need for comfort. Something they both seem to be greedy for.
Fingers clutch at the cloth along his back, a brief gulp of a sigh escaping as his lips waver. Slow breaths. ]
You too...
[ It's been over a week, he holds up a brave face usually, but in this moment the barrier's broken and he hides tears against the other. ]
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Fingers clutch at the cloth along his back, a brief gulp of a sigh escaping as his lips waver. Slow breaths. ]
You too...
[ It's been over a week, he holds up a brave face usually, but in this moment the barrier's broken and he hides tears against the other. ]