[ What does it mean, ultimately? That York had simply turned to a familiar face to bury his sorrow? Or had it been...
He thinks of the vision of Silent Horizon, the feeling of being trapped inside that beast once more, only to have York reach through. He'd kissed him then too, not quite with the same intent but even so.
Something thick and heavy lodges in his throat as his brow furrows. Something like intent settles across his features as he takes another step closer. Close enough now to be most definitely in his space.
Do you know what I remember?
Just a breath away from touching him, head bending low and then...not. His bones felt heavy, frozen in place, as he waited. Breathed and waited for a sign, a reaction, anything at all. ]
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He thinks of the vision of Silent Horizon, the feeling of being trapped inside that beast once more, only to have York reach through. He'd kissed him then too, not quite with the same intent but even so.
Something thick and heavy lodges in his throat as his brow furrows. Something like intent settles across his features as he takes another step closer. Close enough now to be most definitely in his space.
Do you know what I remember?
Just a breath away from touching him, head bending low and then...not. His bones felt heavy, frozen in place, as he waited. Breathed and waited for a sign, a reaction, anything at all. ]