[ It's fine if Sholmes doesn't say anything in return. The movements, their enjoyment together, it's enough. He can tell how special this moment is without words and he wouldn't want Sholmes to force himself to speak lies in this very moment, even if he'd be able to read the truth beneath those words.
He thought this would be another week where they would have to find somewhere to stay, work hard to make it happen, but being able to have him at his room every moment? Truly blessed.
Sure, they've spent time with others in the city and enjoyed things, but in the end, they seek one another out like the magnets they are, drawn together by some unknown force since almost the beginning.
It's funny, they met on a rooftop and here they are once again. Sure, the circumstances were quite different, but even back then, there was something oddly comforting being around this man. This path... he doesn't know if he could walk it alone.
So, as Sholmes is fine with him being one step off, following along his best, he enjoys this dance as much as the other man. ]
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He thought this would be another week where they would have to find somewhere to stay, work hard to make it happen, but being able to have him at his room every moment? Truly blessed.
Sure, they've spent time with others in the city and enjoyed things, but in the end, they seek one another out like the magnets they are, drawn together by some unknown force since almost the beginning.
It's funny, they met on a rooftop and here they are once again. Sure, the circumstances were quite different, but even back then, there was something oddly comforting being around this man. This path... he doesn't know if he could walk it alone.
So, as Sholmes is fine with him being one step off, following along his best, he enjoys this dance as much as the other man. ]