[He remains silent and steadfast as he waits to see what happens after he hugs her, and it's only when she starts to hold him back that he relaxes, shoulders slumping in relief. It's okay. It's okay.
When she speaks, he releases a soft, almost breathless laugh, soft against her neck.]
What are you apologizing for? You didn't do anything wrong... none of this is your fault.
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When she speaks, he releases a soft, almost breathless laugh, soft against her neck.]
What are you apologizing for? You didn't do anything wrong... none of this is your fault.
[I just missed you.]