[He's not breathing again. It's more than that. It's time stopping and a moment freezing him and pinning him in place. The underpinnings of love he has felt all over the apartment since his arrival pale in comparison, background noise to what's flowing through the contact of hands to hands.]
Oh.
[He blinks, mouth working and head drawing back.]
You... I...
[It's a day of firsts. His mind is ground down to a halt, too many emotions vying for supremacy all at once and leaving him completely at a loss. Only the sudden tightness of his grip on Crowley's fingers gives any sort of hint of what's happening. He is not pulling away.
no subject
Oh.
[He blinks, mouth working and head drawing back.]
You... I...
[It's a day of firsts. His mind is ground down to a halt, too many emotions vying for supremacy all at once and leaving him completely at a loss. Only the sudden tightness of his grip on Crowley's fingers gives any sort of hint of what's happening. He is not pulling away.
Love doesn't lie.]
Crowley.
[His grip is painfully tight now.]
Me too.
[Of all the times for eloquence to flee.]