This is it. The thing that really breaks him. She should be furious. And yet, here she is comforting him. She's too good. Too pure. Does he deserve her confidence? Of course, he doesn't.
When her arms squeeze him tight, another sob catches in his throat. He can't speak, the words are choked off. The most she gets is a desperate whine that rumbles in his chest.
At please keep trying he loses even that small fraction of control. His arms wrap around her. He buries his face into her back. And he weeps. Like a lost child.
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Date: 2020-12-05 08:23 pm (UTC)When her arms squeeze him tight, another sob catches in his throat. He can't speak, the words are choked off. The most she gets is a desperate whine that rumbles in his chest.
At please keep trying he loses even that small fraction of control. His arms wrap around her. He buries his face into her back. And he weeps. Like a lost child.