It takes him a few minutes to realize that he's not dreaming, that he's not alone; that his unconscious mind has betrayed him as surely as the man he loves did -- and that he's holding on, and being held in turn.
He studies Felix's sleeping figure in silence, carefully memorizing his features, feeling his heart crack in pieces within him yet again.
(It looks like things won't be getting easier any time soon.)
It's five full minutes before he starts trying to ease himself out of their tangled embrace without waking Felix.
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It takes him a few minutes to realize that he's not dreaming, that he's not alone; that his unconscious mind has betrayed him as surely as the man he loves did -- and that he's holding on, and being held in turn.
He studies Felix's sleeping figure in silence, carefully memorizing his features, feeling his heart crack in pieces within him yet again.
(It looks like things won't be getting easier any time soon.)
It's five full minutes before he starts trying to ease himself out of their tangled embrace without waking Felix.