he seems calmer, at least. vax isn't that good at this - he never has been that good at comforting, or even really talking to percy. their similarities meant that they clashed, butted heads, as percy shattered vax's tentative trust and they had to rebuild the pieces. but, even if he's not great at it, he's always kept going, and he takes the placid moment for what it is.
he lets percy hold his face. he's not afraid.
and when he looks at him, and percy smiles, he does too - and for the first time since the trial, his eyes well up, but these tears are just a little less grief, a little less anger. of course we're getting out of here. ]
I fucking love you. You know that? I do. [ because he might as well say it. vax isn't shy with these admissions - he never has been, always wearing his heart on his sleeve. ]
[ the words don't feel real, but do they ever feel real?
his thumb traces a tear that tries to track its way down from vax's eye, smoothes it back as he searches his face for the words, as if he's dropped them and they've shattered into thousands of pieces. but then... well.
he leans forward, a breath away. when he swallows again, it's audible, the working of his jaw a soft click. ]
I love you too... you're insufferable. And you're too much like me in so many ways that I wish we weren't. [ he kisses him. right there. it's quiet, soft, and he holds it for all of three heartbeats' length. ]
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he seems calmer, at least. vax isn't that good at this - he never has been that good at comforting, or even really talking to percy. their similarities meant that they clashed, butted heads, as percy shattered vax's tentative trust and they had to rebuild the pieces. but, even if he's not great at it, he's always kept going, and he takes the placid moment for what it is.
he lets percy hold his face. he's not afraid.
and when he looks at him, and percy smiles, he does too - and for the first time since the trial, his eyes well up, but these tears are just a little less grief, a little less anger. of course we're getting out of here. ]
I fucking love you. You know that? I do. [ because he might as well say it. vax isn't shy with these admissions - he never has been, always wearing his heart on his sleeve. ]
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his thumb traces a tear that tries to track its way down from vax's eye, smoothes it back as he searches his face for the words, as if he's dropped them and they've shattered into thousands of pieces. but then... well.
he leans forward, a breath away. when he swallows again, it's audible, the working of his jaw a soft click. ]
I love you too... you're insufferable. And you're too much like me in so many ways that I wish we weren't. [ he kisses him. right there. it's quiet, soft, and he holds it for all of three heartbeats' length. ]