[Henry Creel, the man who only ever wants to unearth the bad memories… only wishes to quash them in Alec, now. That day when he was so, so interested in viewing the worst night of Alec’s life feels so distant. For a while now, he’s only ever wanted him to be happy — that’s all that matters.
All that matters…]
Good. Because all that matters is that you’re here with me now.
[He closes that barely-there space between them, and kisses him in a way that is rare for Henry — just gentle, just comforting. Just existing in a reality where Alec is no longer stolen from him. The last bit of his energy, for this.]
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All that matters…]
Good. Because all that matters is that you’re here with me now.
[He closes that barely-there space between them, and kisses him in a way that is rare for Henry — just gentle, just comforting. Just existing in a reality where Alec is no longer stolen from him. The last bit of his energy, for this.]