[The squeeze is enough to push Grey over the emotional edge and despite his best efforts, tears start welling up and trailing down his cheeks. His saving grace is that, apart from the occasional sniffle, he's a fairly quiet crier.
(Manabu's hair is definitely getting wet from this, however.)
He feels as though there's something nasty gummed up inside him that got partly scraped out by talking about his past. It's left him feeling lighter but also scratched up and unsightly. Little flashes of memories from his time in the lab keep coming up, sharp tools and the heavy weight of anaesthesia, cold voices and cold hands, the growing realization of his own helplessness...
But they're just memories. Right now he's here, with Manabu. They're safe, and Manabu isn't going away. Not yet, anyway.
"Grey, every--every big feeling I have for you...I wouldn't throw any of them away. No chance."
Is it really okay for Grey to believe in that?
Needless to say, Grey's going to be holding onto Manabu for a while.]
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on 2024-05-13 07:12 pm (UTC)(Manabu's hair is definitely getting wet from this, however.)
He feels as though there's something nasty gummed up inside him that got partly scraped out by talking about his past. It's left him feeling lighter but also scratched up and unsightly. Little flashes of memories from his time in the lab keep coming up, sharp tools and the heavy weight of anaesthesia, cold voices and cold hands, the growing realization of his own helplessness...
But they're just memories. Right now he's here, with Manabu. They're safe, and Manabu isn't going away. Not yet, anyway.
"Grey, every--every big feeling I have for you...I wouldn't throw any of them away. No chance."
Is it really okay for Grey to believe in that?
Needless to say, Grey's going to be holding onto Manabu for a while.]