As Max wraps around him Lucas finds it's suddenly hard to breathe, and worms his arms around Max in kind. For him, it's just a simple fact of life. This is the way it worked and he had the training to handle it, but the way Max holds him brings a familiar ache to his chest.
"It's my job," Lucas insists quietly. Selfless? He doesn't give it much thought and buries his face briefly into Max's chest. "It's nothing special, what else am I supposed to do with it? Taking up a boring old desk job?"
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Date: 2020-09-21 02:54 pm (UTC)"It's my job," Lucas insists quietly. Selfless? He doesn't give it much thought and buries his face briefly into Max's chest. "It's nothing special, what else am I supposed to do with it? Taking up a boring old desk job?"
No way in hell.