[The words stick in his throat, and emotion threatens to get the better of him. Everything snaps when he feels wet against his shoulder and the small tremors that run throughout James' body. With a quiet, almost broken noise he pulls the man tight to him and burying his face into his hair.
It's the culmination of decades upon decades of searching, and a final blow to the part of him that had all but given up hope. He has to remind himself that this is real, that this is actually happening, because it feels much to fortunate for him to almost believe.]
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[The words stick in his throat, and emotion threatens to get the better of him. Everything snaps when he feels wet against his shoulder and the small tremors that run throughout James' body. With a quiet, almost broken noise he pulls the man tight to him and burying his face into his hair.
It's the culmination of decades upon decades of searching, and a final blow to the part of him that had all but given up hope. He has to remind himself that this is real, that this is actually happening, because it feels much to fortunate for him to almost believe.]
've got you, promise. I've got you.