[nero's tight grip is enough to remind him, unlike three weeks ago, he wasn't alone. even if that reminder was distant. it was still something to cling to. slowly, shakily, his hand grabs at nero's sleeves.
and he tries, to fight his breathing under control. to gather his strength and to knuckle down, but it's hard.
he fails. til he knows he has the hiccups. til he knows that his face is a mixture of tears and snot and-- the last thing he wants anyone to see. but a sign that it still happened, that he broke apart at the slightest urging. three weeks should have been enough. he shouldn't still be feeling like he was 15.
he slowly starts to pull away, his sobs halfway bitten back. the only giveaway was the occasional hiccup.
let him be strong. cool and collected. the untouchable one.]
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and he tries, to fight his breathing under control. to gather his strength and to knuckle down, but it's hard.
he fails. til he knows he has the hiccups. til he knows that his face is a mixture of tears and snot and-- the last thing he wants anyone to see. but a sign that it still happened, that he broke apart at the slightest urging. three weeks should have been enough. he shouldn't still be feeling like he was 15.
he slowly starts to pull away, his sobs halfway bitten back. the only giveaway was the occasional hiccup.
let him be strong. cool and collected. the untouchable one.]