Date: 2024-05-14 05:11 am (UTC)
hobblepot: (respect)
From: [personal profile] hobblepot
[His heart crowds his chest, swollen with all the feelings time and familiarity haven’t dulled. It hurts a good kind of hurt. He could thank Ed a hundred times over, for more than just his acts of service, and it still wouldn’t feel like enough. There are some things that words can't reach. But as they sit there, their heads just touching, he finds himself settling into a comfortable silence, too, unpressured to speak. Not needing to.

Then, Ed continues.
]

...oh? [He prompts, distantly curious.]
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