[ He closes his eyes and thinks of Tim, not the one Allen lost but the omen he knows. The one that plays with Kizu despite her unruly nature. The one he sometimes feels an uncanny urge to pet. He thinks of that Tim, and his heart aches at the thought of his absence.
Was it hard for you? Having him in there, knowing he was gone here?
He runs a hand down his back in a comforting gesture. I'm sorry. He leans into his embrace. Welcomes the brush of skin. The heat of his breath. It's like a balm that smothers the growing ache. It reassures him as much as he tries to do the same. So much so that he almost misses what he says.
I know. I love you too.
His hand stills on his back, and he slowly draws back to look at him. His expression a delicate balance of quiet reservation mixed with a touch of softness. ]
.... i needed a new icon... i hope you realize this.
Was it hard for you? Having him in there, knowing he was gone here?
He runs a hand down his back in a comforting gesture. I'm sorry. He leans into his embrace. Welcomes the brush of skin. The heat of his breath. It's like a balm that smothers the growing ache. It reassures him as much as he tries to do the same. So much so that he almost misses what he says.
I know. I love you too.
His hand stills on his back, and he slowly draws back to look at him. His expression a delicate balance of quiet reservation mixed with a touch of softness. ]
Do you... mean that?