[He shakes his head again, just clinging to him, unable to reply immediately. It wasn't okay, but it also wasn't Ryan's fault. He knew he wouldn't leave him of his own choice.
The tightness of his grip, the warmth of the face in his hair, the feeling of his breath and body- only then does he start to give into hope, relief flooding through him with a force that nearly suffocates. Henry hadn't wanted to consider the vague possibility that Ryan could return; worrying about his memories on top of that- it was too much.
Only holding him now did he realize what it could've been like, that he could've seen Ryan returned to the world and not remember him at all.]
You remember now--
[He can't finish it, his next breath turning into crying, as he burrows himself against Ryan, body trembling.]
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The tightness of his grip, the warmth of the face in his hair, the feeling of his breath and body- only then does he start to give into hope, relief flooding through him with a force that nearly suffocates. Henry hadn't wanted to consider the vague possibility that Ryan could return; worrying about his memories on top of that- it was too much.
Only holding him now did he realize what it could've been like, that he could've seen Ryan returned to the world and not remember him at all.]
You remember now--
[He can't finish it, his next breath turning into crying, as he burrows himself against Ryan, body trembling.]