[It's a little horrible how he finds himself responding to you almost automatically. When he lifts his gaze towards your face, the expression that's written on his own face and in his eyes is full of an almost heartbreaking amount of vulnerability.
He was so scared, back there, of him coming back to you nowhere in sight. He's still scared, because the possibility always, always exists.]
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He was so scared, back there, of him coming back to you nowhere in sight. He's still scared, because the possibility always, always exists.]
Mm?