[Movement is almost impossible, limbs clumsy and fingers impossible things, but Jack somehow manages a tight grasp that finds chest and shirt and Eugene, the thing enfolding him is Eugene and stability and home and please God stay please please please-
A hard sob wrenches and croaks out of him, and he trembles with the effort of pressing his face into Eugene's collarbone, half-aware and barely conscious but painfully certain that this, this is the cornerstone upon which the world rests, these arms and that voice and the shirt he's making hot-wet with tears.]
Oh God- [It hurts, speaking and breathing and all of it, and he gives an incoherent, cut-short noise of pain before stubbornly bulling forward.] Eugene-
Day 6
A hard sob wrenches and croaks out of him, and he trembles with the effort of pressing his face into Eugene's collarbone, half-aware and barely conscious but painfully certain that this, this is the cornerstone upon which the world rests, these arms and that voice and the shirt he's making hot-wet with tears.]
Oh God- [It hurts, speaking and breathing and all of it, and he gives an incoherent, cut-short noise of pain before stubbornly bulling forward.] Eugene-