[Henry pushes his head back, until he can get to Ryan's face, kissing and stroking at it. And then he's just crooning to him- soft, wordless noises, a bit animalistic. Same with the small licks, cleaning at his tears.
It hurt to see him hurting. And he couldn't lie to him, couldn't fix it when the attack came from their own heads, could only hold and nuzzle and hope it stopped.]
We're both alive, okay? We made it- we'll keep making it.
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[Henry pushes his head back, until he can get to Ryan's face, kissing and stroking at it. And then he's just crooning to him- soft, wordless noises, a bit animalistic. Same with the small licks, cleaning at his tears.
It hurt to see him hurting. And he couldn't lie to him, couldn't fix it when the attack came from their own heads, could only hold and nuzzle and hope it stopped.]
We're both alive, okay? We made it- we'll keep making it.