[ It’s rare for anyone to hold him. Even rarer for Gabe to allow it for any amount of time. But Daryl’s solid and warm, a ballast to everything that’s thundering it’s way through Gabe’s mind. The memories dredged into the open. All that hurt he thought had scarred over years ago.
He closes his eyes, slowing his breathing down so he won’t completely lose the thread.
Breathe, sniper. Survive this.
He holds tight to Daryl for what feels like a long time. And then, quite abruptly, the door clicks open.
Gabe draws back just enough to wipe at his face. ]
Shit. Guess that did it.
[ He hesitates a moment, then leans forward and presses his forehead to Daryl’s. ]
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He closes his eyes, slowing his breathing down so he won’t completely lose the thread.
Breathe, sniper. Survive this.
He holds tight to Daryl for what feels like a long time. And then, quite abruptly, the door clicks open.
Gabe draws back just enough to wipe at his face. ]
Shit. Guess that did it.
[ He hesitates a moment, then leans forward and presses his forehead to Daryl’s. ]
Thank you.