[Moving back toward him, he slips his fingers down Rhy's wrist, tracing his knuckles before taking his hand. His eyes fall to the link formed of their hands, then flutter up to him.]
Okay. [It's not hard to concede to those kind, warm eyes.] I just...really appreciate everything you've done for me.
[Not just the thoughtful gift, but everything else. Checking on him, making sure he's not slipping through the cracks. Making him laugh. Believing in him when Wilhelm sure the hell doesn't. Pulling him out of his depressive funks or sitting through them with him. Letting him indulge in...not feeling so lonely for a while.]
[ Rhy squeezes his hand back, his smile widening. Then, he pulls Wilhelm into an embrace, holding him for a few moments, just firmly enough to feel secure. ]
I care about you, Wilhelm. I like spending time with you.
[Settling into the embrace, he holds Rhy with the sort of covetousness reserved for things you know don't truly belong to you, and the sort of gratitude reserved for things you know not to take for granted. He buries his nose in Rhy's shoulder, breathes him in, and feels at peace for now.]
Glad you're not sick of me yet.
[He says it like it's a joke, but it isn't exactly.]
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Okay. [It's not hard to concede to those kind, warm eyes.] I just...really appreciate everything you've done for me.
[Not just the thoughtful gift, but everything else. Checking on him, making sure he's not slipping through the cracks. Making him laugh. Believing in him when Wilhelm sure the hell doesn't. Pulling him out of his depressive funks or sitting through them with him. Letting him indulge in...not feeling so lonely for a while.]
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I care about you, Wilhelm. I like spending time with you.
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Glad you're not sick of me yet.
[He says it like it's a joke, but it isn't exactly.]
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[ Rhy admonishes, with emphatic warmth, and presses a kiss to Wilhelm's hair. ]