[They’re not normally the cuddling type, no. But there are always exceptions to the rule, and today, he feels so connected, to rooted to Alec that it would be strange not to entwine himself around him when the offer comes.
And entwine he nearly does. He shifts closer when reached for, draping on arm across Alec’s middle, and a leg slipping between both of his. They slot together well, he thinks.
He dips his head forward to… well, bury his face just beneath the crook of Alec’s chin. Henry may be six feet of long, lithe limbs, but by god, he’s going to arrange himself to be as close as possible, to take in the other’s scent. Maybe he can feel his heartbeat, too, if he's lucky.]
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And entwine he nearly does. He shifts closer when reached for, draping on arm across Alec’s middle, and a leg slipping between both of his. They slot together well, he thinks.
He dips his head forward to… well, bury his face just beneath the crook of Alec’s chin. Henry may be six feet of long, lithe limbs, but by god, he’s going to arrange himself to be as close as possible, to take in the other’s scent. Maybe he can feel his heartbeat, too, if he's lucky.]