[being in the space helps settle his ragged heartbeat. there's space for him here. his fingerprints are here, the signs of his presence allowed to linger rather than politely scrubbed away.
it suits. it fits. they fit.
and "i love you" is the same warm, living thing as "I'll be there with you." in the abstract, they make his hands tremble. in the concrete, they'll fit into the patchwork of this, them; the desperate joy they're allowing themselves to claim.
he can't stop pacing all the same as he waits, fingers twisting together as his mind works to twist his words into the right order.]
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Date: 2025-06-08 09:29 pm (UTC)it suits. it fits. they fit.
and "i love you" is the same warm, living thing as "I'll be there with you." in the abstract, they make his hands tremble. in the concrete, they'll fit into the patchwork of this, them; the desperate joy they're allowing themselves to claim.
he can't stop pacing all the same as he waits, fingers twisting together as his mind works to twist his words into the right order.]