"She wasn't even really lovely," he spits, surprisingly bitter - and then immediately regrets it, shaking his head and cringing even as he's got his face buried securely in Herbert's arms. "I mean - she's - she was - ah, I don't know...."
But despite his quailing, he's still being honest. With himself, and with the man in front of him.
The man in front of him who...made him feel wanted, for the first time in forever.
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Date: 2021-12-28 05:26 am (UTC)But despite his quailing, he's still being honest. With himself, and with the man in front of him.
The man in front of him who...made him feel wanted, for the first time in forever.
Who makes him feel safe.
Who cried for him, cared for him...who saved him.
Who he refused Death for.
Oh.
Oh.