[And that's all it takes for the remnants of his control to tear themselves to shreds. You'll feel the way he trembles in your arms, and hear how the first of his sobs wrack his body. Moments after that, he's reaching out and clinging to you tight, like a frightened child.
He isn't even sure why he's breaking down now. You're here, he's here, you're both alive, you're both okay, and you're both standing, for the first time in ages, on the same page --
-- or maybe that's precisely why he's falling apart again. It's that odd and confusing and ugly mix of overwhelming happiness and relief together with the guilt and the shame and the grief that he bottled up for far too long on purpose.
He nearly lost you; he nearly drove you away. He nearly lost everything. Being back in your embrace, surrounded by the familiar smell of you and having your skin and your body under his touch while he can rest easy under the weight of your gaze is doing little else, at the moment, but remind him of all of that.]
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He isn't even sure why he's breaking down now. You're here, he's here, you're both alive, you're both okay, and you're both standing, for the first time in ages, on the same page --
-- or maybe that's precisely why he's falling apart again. It's that odd and confusing and ugly mix of overwhelming happiness and relief together with the guilt and the shame and the grief that he bottled up for far too long on purpose.
He nearly lost you; he nearly drove you away. He nearly lost everything. Being back in your embrace, surrounded by the familiar smell of you and having your skin and your body under his touch while he can rest easy under the weight of your gaze is doing little else, at the moment, but remind him of all of that.]