[ Harry doesn't want flattery, so Tim doesn't give it. He keeps his thoughts to himself, about how he's starting to look more alive and more healthy than he did a month ago. It's not something he can take credit for, but there's something to be said about the healing power of such deep affection. Not Tim's, but his own, the motivation to be strong for someone, worthy of them. It's something he understands well, the way he throws himself into his experimental affairs with his whole being or not at all.
It would be so very easy to give his all to Harry. He'd accept it wholeheartedly. And then what cruel ending would this place concoct for them?
And yet. He accepts the kiss with open arms, softly keening into it, settling onto his back as Harry leans over him, holds him, makes him feel so intensely loved. Arms snake around his back to urge him on top of him, as if he's learned nothing at all. ]
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It would be so very easy to give his all to Harry. He'd accept it wholeheartedly. And then what cruel ending would this place concoct for them?
And yet. He accepts the kiss with open arms, softly keening into it, settling onto his back as Harry leans over him, holds him, makes him feel so intensely loved. Arms snake around his back to urge him on top of him, as if he's learned nothing at all. ]