[The moment Teddy feels Billy's fingers against his cheeks, he squeezes his eyes shut and takes in a hiccup of a breath, feeling the tears fall even faster. Billy never really did this when he cried during his possession - he'd stroke his hair and try to hold him, but it wasn't like this. He didn't cry with him or brush away his tears or try to pull him into an embrace like this one, and because of that, Teddy lets himself lean into it, head pressed to Billy's shoulder, and winds his arms tightly around him.
He's been wanting to hold Billy like this for an entire month now, and yet he never could. The first week was because he wasn't there. The second week, Billy was unconscious, and hugging him like this would've just aggravated his injuries. The rest... there was no relief there. No lingering fear, no joy. It was love, but for Teddy is was restrained and hesitant, and for Billy it was warped and distant. And now...
Oh god, oh god, he's missed him so much, he - he hadn't really seen him since they... since...]
They killed you. [It's muffled against Billy's shoulder, and it makes a shudder pass through Teddy's shoulders, tension and fear and dread in his chest as he remembers that horrible moment.] For a while, I thought... I thought you were still... I thought they...
[He'd thought that because of this, they really did kill the love of his life for good. It's why his heart broke every day, why he was so afraid of believing, why he still is; bright, vibrant, emotional, sarcastic, caring, alive Billy was nowhere to be found for a while, and it broke him apart so much...]
28th~
He's been wanting to hold Billy like this for an entire month now, and yet he never could. The first week was because he wasn't there. The second week, Billy was unconscious, and hugging him like this would've just aggravated his injuries. The rest... there was no relief there. No lingering fear, no joy. It was love, but for Teddy is was restrained and hesitant, and for Billy it was warped and distant. And now...
Oh god, oh god, he's missed him so much, he - he hadn't really seen him since they... since...]
They killed you. [It's muffled against Billy's shoulder, and it makes a shudder pass through Teddy's shoulders, tension and fear and dread in his chest as he remembers that horrible moment.] For a while, I thought... I thought you were still... I thought they...
[He'd thought that because of this, they really did kill the love of his life for good. It's why his heart broke every day, why he was so afraid of believing, why he still is; bright, vibrant, emotional, sarcastic, caring, alive Billy was nowhere to be found for a while, and it broke him apart so much...]