Rhys does feel it. A sudden cascade of muscles unclenching and uncramping as the weight comes off him. Stored up hurt for the days he's spent over-adjusting.
He makes a sound in the back of his throat, then leans forward into the touch, to put his head on Elijah's shoulder. His arm around his waist.
It doesn't occur to him that he's still hiding his face from his boyfriend.
"Thanks. I-- literally couldn't have done that without you."
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Date: 2019-12-12 03:27 pm (UTC)He makes a sound in the back of his throat, then leans forward into the touch, to put his head on Elijah's shoulder. His arm around his waist.
It doesn't occur to him that he's still hiding his face from his boyfriend.
"Thanks. I-- literally couldn't have done that without you."