[He notes the shivering - which is obvious, he'd have to be the worst boyfriend(?) ever to miss it - and spotting the lack of mark isn't far behind. She used to hide it a lot, so he probably saw it more than most people.
One thing at a time, though. He closes the distance between them, lifting his hands to drape the coat he'd brought around her shoulders, then, after a moment's pause with his hands lingering against her arms, he finally caves in to his impulse and wraps his arms around her, his chin pressed against her neck. If it's been too long- if she's still unsure- she can push him back or yell at him or hit him, whatever. He doesn't care, he'll pay that price. He just has to try.
It hasn't even been that long, but... the pain was very real.]
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One thing at a time, though. He closes the distance between them, lifting his hands to drape the coat he'd brought around her shoulders, then, after a moment's pause with his hands lingering against her arms, he finally caves in to his impulse and wraps his arms around her, his chin pressed against her neck. If it's been too long- if she's still unsure- she can push him back or yell at him or hit him, whatever. He doesn't care, he'll pay that price. He just has to try.
It hasn't even been that long, but... the pain was very real.]