[ Crying doesn't help much at first, doesn't ease the pain. If anything it makes it worse. There's an ache in his chest, a pressure that only gets stronger and deeper when he starts sobbing quietly. His throat feels tight, his head hurts. The weight of it all falls on him like an avalanche rolling over him, makes him feel out of control, losing his grip on his emotions, his reactions.
Of all the people, though, Cassian's among the few he doesn't mind seeing him like this. He feels vulnerable and exposed, but he's comforted by the knowledge that Cassian wouldn't use that against him. ]
Right, I'm sure this is your idea of fun. [ He manages a chuckle through his sobs, wiping the tears from his eyes with the base of his thumbs. ] Dealing with some guy crying over losing his boyfriend. Totally what you signed up for.
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Of all the people, though, Cassian's among the few he doesn't mind seeing him like this. He feels vulnerable and exposed, but he's comforted by the knowledge that Cassian wouldn't use that against him. ]
Right, I'm sure this is your idea of fun. [ He manages a chuckle through his sobs, wiping the tears from his eyes with the base of his thumbs. ] Dealing with some guy crying over losing his boyfriend. Totally what you signed up for.