The tightness doesn't go unnoticed - he feels the anxiety from his lover, the needles of panic. He wishes he could look stronger, be less feeble...knowing that his current state is making Herbert so upset bothers him, but he can't help it.
Pulling the blonde in close, he kisses the tracks of his tears.
"I know, Herbert. I love you, too. And...." Oh, he's - he's really dizzy. He leans in, shutting his eyes to try and stabilize himself. Sleep tugs relentlessly at him, and his voice gets a little faint.
"It's okay...if you think of him sometimes. I...I don't mind...."
Whoops. Maybe he couldn't have shut his eyes. He can feel himself starting to drift.
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Date: 2022-01-16 04:31 am (UTC)Pulling the blonde in close, he kisses the tracks of his tears.
"I know, Herbert. I love you, too. And...." Oh, he's - he's really dizzy. He leans in, shutting his eyes to try and stabilize himself. Sleep tugs relentlessly at him, and his voice gets a little faint.
"It's okay...if you think of him sometimes. I...I don't mind...."
Whoops. Maybe he couldn't have shut his eyes. He can feel himself starting to drift.
"Mm...might need...you to carry me...t-tired...."