[ It's warm, eye-crinklingly full of love. This, this is good. He slips his hand down, brushes the backs of his knuckles over Cloud's hand, boy-shy and smiling. And there's Cloud here, too, warm and close.
Close enough for Zack to properly look at him. Not that he needed Cloud this close for that, but having him this close tends to one of the most urgent needs that had been clamoring for Zack's attention, so now he's freed up the brain space to notice. Cloud isn't just ripped now. He's older. Not old, not even old enough to have the start of laugh lines around his eyes or anything, but the softness of boyhood is completely gone from all the places it used to linger. ]
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[ It's warm, eye-crinklingly full of love. This, this is good. He slips his hand down, brushes the backs of his knuckles over Cloud's hand, boy-shy and smiling. And there's Cloud here, too, warm and close.
Close enough for Zack to properly look at him. Not that he needed Cloud this close for that, but having him this close tends to one of the most urgent needs that had been clamoring for Zack's attention, so now he's freed up the brain space to notice. Cloud isn't just ripped now. He's older. Not old, not even old enough to have the start of laugh lines around his eyes or anything, but the softness of boyhood is completely gone from all the places it used to linger. ]
Cloud? How long was I asleep?