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[ipswichson]

[ That's promising though. He gives Nick's hand a squeeze and then lifts it to his mouth, kissing his knuckles tenderly. Closing his eyes and just keeping his lips there a moment.

It's one thing he hasn't thought about, the need to touch someone, to be near them, and he hadn't realized how much he's gotten used to contact with others until one of the three he is constantly in touch with is not there. Not like this. ]

You know I've probably eaten in the last day.

[ But then his stomach rumbles and he rolls his eyes. ]

Fine. Whatever.

[extent]

[ the timing on that really couldn't have been more perfect. ]

Yeah, I thought as much. Come on, I brought shit food.

[ he doesn't let go of caleb's hand, naturally. instead he just tugs him in close, leads him towards the little pile of supplies that nick had brought in with him. maybe he should be encouraging something substantial, healthy choices and all that, but honestly all nick wants to do right now is curl up on the couch with a bag of chips and maybe a drink or two.

he figures caleb is probably feeling the same. ]

Come sit with me, I want to cuddle.

[ipswichson]

[ As stressful as it all feels the one thing that he knows is they have one another.

And that means letting them take care of him like he wants to care for them.

So grabbing some chips and the weird off brand cola they had in Duplicity, he drops down beside Nick and leans into him.]

Who am I to tell you no?

[extent]

Exactly, it's my way or the highway.

[ nick settles down comfortably, wrapping an arm around caleb and fitting himself against his side. he has to hold his chips out to caleb, because nick isn't willing to let up the hug long enough to open the bag, and when the hug isn't enough he tips his cheek onto caleb's shoulder too.

it's another thing that helps, the closeness, the contact. the physical reminder that he isn't alone in this. ]

I was thinking I could stay over tonight, if you want me to. Keep you company.

[ipswichson]

Yeah yeah. I know how it goes.

[ And how it goes is wrapping an arm around Nick, drawing him in close as he strokes his hand along the other's arm.

Taking one, nibbling at it and realizing just how hungry he is.

That offer though, he falls quiet because he really wants it, but then Nick has a huge life in this place as well. ]

You sure you're good with that? I mean... I want you too but I don't want you upsetting all your paramours.