[ He clearly isn't paying enough attention, because that hug takes him by surprise. He's pulled against Flynn's solid chest, the rest of his breath knocked out of him, and it's hard to get it back. It's hard to get it back because he's so tired, because emotion swirls in his chest, behind his eyes, crowding into his mind and not giving room for any coherent thought.
He leans into the hug, breath hitching, eyes tired and wet, his face pressing into Flynn's shoulder. ]
Shut up.
[ It's mumbled, tired and annoyed ]
Shut the fuck up, Flynn.
[ Let him have this. Let him enjoy that you did something for him, that he feels-- good for the first time in days, maybe longer. He feels better and feels taken care of, and he's not good at feeling taken care of, but right now he's tired and weak and it feels good to have Flynn there with him, have Flynn trying to help him, that he can lean on Flynn, literally and not, that Flynn wants to be there for him.
He's not good at accepting help. He never is. But this feels like something other than help. This feels like when Hanks would bandage them up after a fight, like when the lower quarter banded together to help find Flynn after he fell into the canal, like Brave Vesperia catching up to him in the forest, slapping him around for daring to leave them behind. It feels like he isn't alone. ]
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He leans into the hug, breath hitching, eyes tired and wet, his face pressing into Flynn's shoulder. ]
Shut up.
[ It's mumbled, tired and annoyed ]
Shut the fuck up, Flynn.
[ Let him have this. Let him enjoy that you did something for him, that he feels-- good for the first time in days, maybe longer. He feels better and feels taken care of, and he's not good at feeling taken care of, but right now he's tired and weak and it feels good to have Flynn there with him, have Flynn trying to help him, that he can lean on Flynn, literally and not, that Flynn wants to be there for him.
He's not good at accepting help. He never is. But this feels like something other than help. This feels like when Hanks would bandage them up after a fight, like when the lower quarter banded together to help find Flynn after he fell into the canal, like Brave Vesperia catching up to him in the forest, slapping him around for daring to leave them behind. It feels like he isn't alone. ]