[Theodore does the same, eyes shut and breathing in deeply, feeling more than seeing the matching breathlessness from Will. He can't seem to keep his hand still, either; the one twined with Will's stays where it is, but the one at the back of his head moves, first stroking through his hair to the nape of his neck, then towards his ear, where he caresses the outer shell with his thumb. God, he hasn't gotten to do that in what seemed like forever.]
I know... I know. Me too. Definitely me too. I've been dying to do that since before I found you.
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I know... I know. Me too. Definitely me too. I've been dying to do that since before I found you.