[If there's any shock in him to see Cy's reaction to his words, it is easily swept away and buried beneath the immediate impulse to comfort. His arm comes around the man's shoulders in a secure hold, pressing in until they're as close as they can feasibly achieve in this position â leaning a little to lay his head down on top of Cy's, cheek pressed into dark hair, inhaling the familiar smell of shampoo and soap.]
I'm here.
[It is like the realization of what he's witnessing from Cy reflects a mirror-image ache into his own chest; the affection is palpable, difficult to breathe past. The feeling, as it has been before, is terrifying. It could eat a hole straight through his heart, crawl in and make a bed, knitting himself interminably to this man. He has gone far past the point of dangerous into territory better unconsidered.
He lifts his right hand, eventually, and cradles the back of Cy's head as he waits for that shaking to subside.]
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Date: 2024-02-23 02:37 am (UTC)I'm here.
[It is like the realization of what he's witnessing from Cy reflects a mirror-image ache into his own chest; the affection is palpable, difficult to breathe past. The feeling, as it has been before, is terrifying. It could eat a hole straight through his heart, crawl in and make a bed, knitting himself interminably to this man. He has gone far past the point of dangerous into territory better unconsidered.
He lifts his right hand, eventually, and cradles the back of Cy's head as he waits for that shaking to subside.]