[ Sam lets himself flood their mental connection, bleeding reassurance and support. It’s okay. It’s okay to need this, to want this - to let someone else take the reins for a little while.
It’s easy to fall back on this, for both of them. Shiro doesn’t know what to do right now, and maybe in general, with all of this, Sam doesn’t either - but he knows this. He knows Shiro, and he knows what to do for him.
It doesn’t matter that they can’t give each other everything. Shiro’s not the only one with his pieces scattered, with connections to people and duty and mission. There’s parts of Sam that belong to his teammates back home, to his family here, and it’s - good, no one should be completely wrapped up in one person. None of that’d been what’d tripped Sam up; he doesn’t want to always come first. It’d just been the quiet acceptance that it’s more likely to be never.
And he doesn’t want to think about that right now. He lets it go, lets everything go but Shiro, but pressing him back against the tent pole and kissing him. ]
(I love you, too, Shiro.) [ His mind pulls at Shiro’s, murmuring let go, let me have it, as he drinks in that acceptance and gratitude.
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It’s easy to fall back on this, for both of them. Shiro doesn’t know what to do right now, and maybe in general, with all of this, Sam doesn’t either - but he knows this. He knows Shiro, and he knows what to do for him.
It doesn’t matter that they can’t give each other everything. Shiro’s not the only one with his pieces scattered, with connections to people and duty and mission. There’s parts of Sam that belong to his teammates back home, to his family here, and it’s - good, no one should be completely wrapped up in one person. None of that’d been what’d tripped Sam up; he doesn’t want to always come first. It’d just been the quiet acceptance that it’s more likely to be never.
And he doesn’t want to think about that right now. He lets it go, lets everything go but Shiro, but pressing him back against the tent pole and kissing him. ]
( I love you, too, Shiro. ) [ His mind pulls at Shiro’s, murmuring let go, let me have it, as he drinks in that acceptance and gratitude.
Fifteen more minutes, and then they’ll go back. ]