[Chris finds a sweater to put on with his pajamas, then heads for the balcony at the end of the hall that looked out on the garden. He's barely got the door closed behind him when Caleb simply jumps up like gravity was nothing to him. Chris gives him a small smile, his own pride for his boyfriend in it.
He reaches out almost immediately, fingers tangling in Caleb's shirt as he steps in close. He doesn't want touch...but he also needs it. Or maybe needs it from Caleb, he's not sure. His head's still a mess of static and fear and grief he's trying to sort. He presses his face into Caleb's shoulder.]
Thank you for...accommodating me. Gods, I missed you.
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He reaches out almost immediately, fingers tangling in Caleb's shirt as he steps in close. He doesn't want touch...but he also needs it. Or maybe needs it from Caleb, he's not sure. His head's still a mess of static and fear and grief he's trying to sort.
He presses his face into Caleb's shoulder.]
Thank you for...accommodating me. Gods, I missed you.