[Teddy shuts his eyes and curls his fingers into the sheets below him at those words, the helplessness behind them and the images they bring to him. Of Billy locked up in that chair, the way he'd fallen when they tranquilized him, how the world slowed down at that point and...
Fuck. He takes his fingers away from the sheets to hold Billy's hands instead, holding them closer to his body. He needs that contact, and he knows, knows that Billy needs it just as badly, maybe even more.]
I know. [He lets out a sigh, and his fingers move to find the spaces between Billy's, letting them entwine together.] I know...
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[Teddy shuts his eyes and curls his fingers into the sheets below him at those words, the helplessness behind them and the images they bring to him. Of Billy locked up in that chair, the way he'd fallen when they tranquilized him, how the world slowed down at that point and...
Fuck. He takes his fingers away from the sheets to hold Billy's hands instead, holding them closer to his body. He needs that contact, and he knows, knows that Billy needs it just as badly, maybe even more.]
I know. [He lets out a sigh, and his fingers move to find the spaces between Billy's, letting them entwine together.] I know...