[ He can't help but tense a little, but he forces himself to relax. ]
... Yeah, probably.
[ He doesn't fight it this time, when Charlie moves toward him -- just lets that pressure constrict around his chest, lets that heat bloom, and--
fuck it's amazing why has he been ignoring it all this time holy shit holy shit
-- it's not bliss, he realizes. It's a feeling of contentment, of being whole, of solving a riddle after realizing the answer has been staring you in the face all along.
He still doesn't know what it fucking means, but-- after finally letting himself to admit to something, he realizes he sort of wants to find out. ]
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... Yeah, probably.
[ He doesn't fight it this time, when Charlie moves toward him -- just lets that pressure constrict around his chest, lets that heat bloom, and--
fuck it's amazing why has he been ignoring it all this time holy shit holy shit
-- it's not bliss, he realizes. It's a feeling of contentment, of being whole, of solving a riddle after realizing the answer has been staring you in the face all along.
He still doesn't know what it fucking means, but-- after finally letting himself to admit to something, he realizes he sort of wants to find out. ]