Luke is not expecting this. Leia hugs him with hard angles and strong arms and a love he can't deny but is rarely careful with him, because she knows he doesn't need it. Chewie hugs the only way he knows, which involves being picked up and nearly crushed to death. Han hugs with all the awkwardness of an emotionally repressed scoundrel.
This isn't any of that. This is genuine and un-self-conscious and tender like nothing has ever been in his life. He's stiff for a moment, but then relaxes as McCoy's warmth starts to seep into him and his left hand comes to curl in the man's shirt at his back, head tucking in and brow pressing to his shoulder.
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Luke is not expecting this. Leia hugs him with hard angles and strong arms and a love he can't deny but is rarely careful with him, because she knows he doesn't need it. Chewie hugs the only way he knows, which involves being picked up and nearly crushed to death. Han hugs with all the awkwardness of an emotionally repressed scoundrel.
This isn't any of that. This is genuine and un-self-conscious and tender like nothing has ever been in his life. He's stiff for a moment, but then relaxes as McCoy's warmth starts to seep into him and his left hand comes to curl in the man's shirt at his back, head tucking in and brow pressing to his shoulder.