[ credence wants to press into graves' hand as much as he wants to be that drug, to be everything that graves wants and more. instead he proves himself to somehow have an astounding amount of self control (telling of his upbringing - and telling of when things involve his resolve breaking) in that he just nuzzles close after all of this, bumping their noses together affectionately.
he wants...
he wants everything. graves is right but it isn't fair. he knows he has to have an heir but he doesn't give a shit. he doesn't, he doesn't. he wants this, wants graves, so much that the act of wanting hurts.
he closes his eyes. ] I just want us. Even if no one can ever know, I want us. It doesn't have to mean sneaking around in bathrooms or pretending to be nothing but colleagues. It means we're together constantly so no one has to know that we're more than they think. Do you understand what I mean?
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he wants...
he wants everything. graves is right but it isn't fair. he knows he has to have an heir but he doesn't give a shit. he doesn't, he doesn't. he wants this, wants graves, so much that the act of wanting hurts.
he closes his eyes. ] I just want us. Even if no one can ever know, I want us. It doesn't have to mean sneaking around in bathrooms or pretending to be nothing but colleagues. It means we're together constantly so no one has to know that we're more than they think. Do you understand what I mean?