[Johnny just ignores the heat and holds on a little tighter as Paul's eyes finally open up. There's a vague sense of relief that floods over him to know that his students nightmare is open at least for now.
That relief is cut short as Paul suddenly embraces and clutches onto him. He feels his throat go dry as he realizes how desperately he's being held. There's a brief moment where he considers how many times he might have needed this in life and how many times that his own son might have that he wasn't there.
And then he hears that three letter word fall out from Paul's mouth and there are no words to describe the flood of emotions that go through him. There is a selfish part of him that wants to think that he's the one being called that. There are much bigger parts of him that know that can't be the case and he doesn't deserve it.
It takes him a moment but he lifts his arms and wraps them around Paul and just tries to provide him whatever awkward comfort he can.]
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That relief is cut short as Paul suddenly embraces and clutches onto him. He feels his throat go dry as he realizes how desperately he's being held. There's a brief moment where he considers how many times he might have needed this in life and how many times that his own son might have that he wasn't there.
And then he hears that three letter word fall out from Paul's mouth and there are no words to describe the flood of emotions that go through him. There is a selfish part of him that wants to think that he's the one being called that. There are much bigger parts of him that know that can't be the case and he doesn't deserve it.
It takes him a moment but he lifts his arms and wraps them around Paul and just tries to provide him whatever awkward comfort he can.]
It's okay, kid. I'm here.
I'm here for you.