For a long moment, Billy is frozen, unable to move, unable to fully comprehend this reality. Home. Home. Back to his apartment, back to his family, back to his room and his school and his annoying baby brothers and the team and- and- everything-
Arms wrapped around him, hands on his back, where there are no wings anymore. His mother clinging to his neck where there used to be a barcode, crying into his shirt, his father pulling them both into a strong, hearty embrace. The pleasant scent of something cooking in the kitchen, the hum of the evening news on the TV a dull buzz in the background detailing the battle that had taken place less than an hour ago. His mother is talking, asking questions, but he doesn't hear any of it. There's just a dull ache in his chest as that lonely hole he'd been carrying for more than two years' worth of memories is finally, finally beginning to close up.
Home.
His breath catches, and he finally moves, arms lifting to cling to his parents, and he goes ahead and lets the tears flow freely. This is what he'd needed, all this time.]
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For a long moment, Billy is frozen, unable to move, unable to fully comprehend this reality. Home. Home. Back to his apartment, back to his family, back to his room and his school and his annoying baby brothers and the team and- and- everything-
Arms wrapped around him, hands on his back, where there are no wings anymore. His mother clinging to his neck where there used to be a barcode, crying into his shirt, his father pulling them both into a strong, hearty embrace. The pleasant scent of something cooking in the kitchen, the hum of the evening news on the TV a dull buzz in the background detailing the battle that had taken place less than an hour ago. His mother is talking, asking questions, but he doesn't hear any of it. There's just a dull ache in his chest as that lonely hole he'd been carrying for more than two years' worth of memories is finally, finally beginning to close up.
Home.
His breath catches, and he finally moves, arms lifting to cling to his parents, and he goes ahead and lets the tears flow freely. This is what he'd needed, all this time.]