But maybe there is nothing more. Maybe the strain of Armand hauling Daniel around the globe, whatever had passed between them in those long stretches where Louis could not hook into contact with them, couldn't get eyes on them, maybe that was enough to ease the transition. Louis had been young, healthy. There had been so much life to wring from his body.
But Daniel—
Maybe this is the only blessing. The only easy part of this.
Louis is already nudging him back towards the edge of the bed. Not letting go, only easing back.
"It's been..."
Too long. Too much time.
"Months," Louis answers. "I'm sorry," breaks loose at last, his chest cracking apart as he watches Daniel's eyes.
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But maybe there is nothing more. Maybe the strain of Armand hauling Daniel around the globe, whatever had passed between them in those long stretches where Louis could not hook into contact with them, couldn't get eyes on them, maybe that was enough to ease the transition. Louis had been young, healthy. There had been so much life to wring from his body.
But Daniel—
Maybe this is the only blessing. The only easy part of this.
Louis is already nudging him back towards the edge of the bed. Not letting go, only easing back.
"It's been..."
Too long. Too much time.
"Months," Louis answers. "I'm sorry," breaks loose at last, his chest cracking apart as he watches Daniel's eyes.