[this is just another thing to add to their guilt, obviously. maybe they don't have gwi-ma whispering in their ears anymore, but they have more than enough shame to share between them, and they're both terrible when it comes to regulating that.
he isn't sure what to do now except watch romance breathing above him, the heat spreading across his skin, which isn't the only warm thing he can feel. the mixture of blood and tears is dripping on him again, something he wants to reach out and wipe away from romance's face, though he doesn't know if romance will let him at this point. they've torn into each other, said hateful things, and all he can think about is how to fix it now.
maybe having his head bashed into the floor a few times rattled something in his brain? it could be, but it could also be the sound of romance's breath shaking, the way he shuts his eyes and leans into his neck, a motion that makes baby almost wince, like he's preparing for romance to actually rip his throat out, even if it never happens. instead, romance's nose brushes against his throat, followed shortly after by his lips and baby's body slackens, his own eyes sinking shut as he relaxes his arms beneath romance's hands and just lets himself be held there.
he is too, although he definitely isn't going to say it right away, either.]
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he isn't sure what to do now except watch romance breathing above him, the heat spreading across his skin, which isn't the only warm thing he can feel. the mixture of blood and tears is dripping on him again, something he wants to reach out and wipe away from romance's face, though he doesn't know if romance will let him at this point. they've torn into each other, said hateful things, and all he can think about is how to fix it now.
maybe having his head bashed into the floor a few times rattled something in his brain? it could be, but it could also be the sound of romance's breath shaking, the way he shuts his eyes and leans into his neck, a motion that makes baby almost wince, like he's preparing for romance to actually rip his throat out, even if it never happens. instead, romance's nose brushes against his throat, followed shortly after by his lips and baby's body slackens, his own eyes sinking shut as he relaxes his arms beneath romance's hands and just lets himself be held there.
he is too, although he definitely isn't going to say it right away, either.]