[There's always a frozen sort of moment when one of them initiates physical contact, as if the balance of a set of scales is shifting between returning the affection and fleeing from it.
This time he chooses the former option, and very slowly one of his arms slides around Will to hold him in place against his side a little more closely.]
You can sleep, if you want. I'll keep guard, I won't let anything happen.
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This time he chooses the former option, and very slowly one of his arms slides around Will to hold him in place against his side a little more closely.]
You can sleep, if you want. I'll keep guard, I won't let anything happen.