Jack tried to breathe, but his throat was squeezing tight, full of too many of the things he didn't know the words for. Eugene had always just been his in the most vague, ephemeral of senses - he'd been insistent that he do what he loved in school, go to college, go where his heart took him. Somehow, seeing that where his heart took him was right back to his home, to Jack Holden Lauchlan, was more than he could bear for the moment, and he blinked as the pressure behind his eyes melted into heat that stuck in his eyelashes and beaded at the corners.
His hand closed around the ring tightly, and he shook his head, looking back up at Eugene.]
But- Jesus, Eugene. You know I can't . . . it'll take me a year to save up enough to buy you one of these-
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Oh.
God.
Jack tried to breathe, but his throat was squeezing tight, full of too many of the things he didn't know the words for. Eugene had always just been his in the most vague, ephemeral of senses - he'd been insistent that he do what he loved in school, go to college, go where his heart took him. Somehow, seeing that where his heart took him was right back to his home, to Jack Holden Lauchlan, was more than he could bear for the moment, and he blinked as the pressure behind his eyes melted into heat that stuck in his eyelashes and beaded at the corners.
His hand closed around the ring tightly, and he shook his head, looking back up at Eugene.]
But- Jesus, Eugene. You know I can't . . . it'll take me a year to save up enough to buy you one of these-