[A pleasant wooziness washes over him as Ed settles him into bed. His robe falls open, baring the hollow of his throat, the delicate ridge of a collarbone. Bandages, still clean and white. He softens into the mattress a little, looking up at Ed hazily through his lashes. Lips damp and tingling with the memory of his kisses.
He lifts a hand to stroke Ed’s arm in a tender, half-absent sort of way.]
I love you, Ed. [He breathes. Tears prick his eyes.] I always will, no matter what the future may bring. Never forget this.
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Date: 2024-06-14 11:52 pm (UTC)He lifts a hand to stroke Ed’s arm in a tender, half-absent sort of way.]
I love you, Ed. [He breathes. Tears prick his eyes.] I always will, no matter what the future may bring. Never forget this.