CALL ME OUT, 2019 EDITION

[blitzbrained]

I've got a muselist! I've got RP drive! LET'S DO IT

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[hagrides]

There's nothing to be sorry for.

[Greg gives up on trying to wipe Bairre's tears away and just holds him close. He can cry on his shirt, he can hold him until visiting hours end and nurses show up to kick him out. He can hold onto Greg for long than that, because he's certain no human power could force him to let go.]

...You're warm.

[Maybe it's the flame in both of them, or maybe it's just that being unable to hug him for so long felt painfully cold.]

[songinchains]

...So are you.

[ Some part of him will always yearn for that warmth, feeling lost without it. Even just being close to him makes him feel warmer.

(Grimm had been an intrinsic part of his life, before; losing the memories of him hadn't replaced the part in his heart he felt he was missing.

He doesn't want to think about that. He doesn't--)

He knows he'll just repeat the same things over and over, like he's unable to say anything else, if he keeps talking. He'll think in circles, too, over and over.

Instead, he draws Greg down into another kiss (always down with him, even when they're both seated he's shorter; he'd find it funny if it wasn't like this. Maybe he'll find it funny later), so they can both concentrate on something else more pleasant for a while. ]