[ credence breathes. oh, but he breathes and it's like a drowning man coming up for air, like the world has bursts of color again, like anything can possibly be all right any more - and things are. things are perfect suddenly even as he buries his face in graves' hair and lets out a low sob, clutching so tightly to him that it's as though they are one person instead of two.
i love you.
one of his breaths chokes and he clutches at the back of graves' clothing before he straightens and takes a step back - but it's only to seek out graves' mouth to kiss him deeply, fervently, to pour everything overwhelming he feels into it.
i love you.
he presses their foreheads together and smiles and everything slots right back into place where it's meant to be. ]
I love you too. So much.
[ this is all he'd ever wanted. he kisses him again, backing graves up against the edge of the counter, lips curving up against his mouth. when he speaks again, it's soft - his cheeks are still wet from crying, but he looks happy. ]
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i love you.
one of his breaths chokes and he clutches at the back of graves' clothing before he straightens and takes a step back - but it's only to seek out graves' mouth to kiss him deeply, fervently, to pour everything overwhelming he feels into it.
i love you.
he presses their foreheads together and smiles and everything slots right back into place where it's meant to be. ]
I love you too. So much.
[ this is all he'd ever wanted. he kisses him again, backing graves up against the edge of the counter, lips curving up against his mouth. when he speaks again, it's soft - his cheeks are still wet from crying, but he looks happy. ]
Can we go home tonight? Please?
[ home. together. ]