[Billy doesn't begrudge or resist the pull, allowing Teddy to guide him in close, his arms sliding up to wrap around his boyfriend's neck. He doesn't care if his hands hurt or if it seems too desperate or clingy. All he cares about is making sure that the comforting gesture of Teddy's isn't wasted.
He really does have the best boyfriend ever.
Eventually he eases off, somewhat reluctant but recognizing that he can't just sit and weep about it, not with Teddy doing so much for him. It can't have been easy for the blond this week, either - a different kind of suffering, one of longing and worry instead of that familiar, dreary fear. And sometimes enough really is enough; he feels pathetic, but at least now he feels safe. That's good enough for him.
He half lifts a hand to wipe it across his eyes and nose, then thinks better of it - Teddy just washed them after all - and snags a tissue instead, smiling weakly.]
God, sorry... I've been such a basket case lately. How do you put up with me again?
[action, may 21st]
He really does have the best boyfriend ever.
Eventually he eases off, somewhat reluctant but recognizing that he can't just sit and weep about it, not with Teddy doing so much for him. It can't have been easy for the blond this week, either - a different kind of suffering, one of longing and worry instead of that familiar, dreary fear. And sometimes enough really is enough; he feels pathetic, but at least now he feels safe. That's good enough for him.
He half lifts a hand to wipe it across his eyes and nose, then thinks better of it - Teddy just washed them after all - and snags a tissue instead, smiling weakly.]
God, sorry... I've been such a basket case lately. How do you put up with me again?