[Billy tenses up at first when Teddy holds him - that familiar unworthiness tangled up in the freshly revived fear of saying the word, he said the word, and what did he do with it, what damage could he have caused? It hadn't been a spell, not really, but what if? What if?]
Is it?
[It's barely a whisper, as he trembles against the blond, as his hands tentatively slide up to grasp Teddy's arms, as his gaze darts around to see if anything had changed. Or maybe Teddy did? He could've just- wished the argument away, made it stop, stop fighting me, just let me stay like this, it's better this way-
He wouldn't do that to Teddy, though, right? Right?
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Is it?
[It's barely a whisper, as he trembles against the blond, as his hands tentatively slide up to grasp Teddy's arms, as his gaze darts around to see if anything had changed. Or maybe Teddy did? He could've just- wished the argument away, made it stop, stop fighting me, just let me stay like this, it's better this way-
He wouldn't do that to Teddy, though, right? Right?
Is it okay?]