[ Daryl's body practically thrums when Gabe presses close to him without hesitating and puts his hand straight into his hair. It soothes him in a way few other touches do and he rumbles a soft, pleased sound into the pillow they're resting on. It's easy to get both his arms around Gabe like this so he does, tightening his hold a little more every time those fingers card back through his hair.
God, this is nice. Daryl closes his eyes and swallows, trying to shut out the nerves that always show up whenever he's getting too content. ]
Yeah. Looks good on you.
[ But he blushes a little when he says it because it's actually true. He likes seeing Gabe dressed in his clothes, it turns out, and he has to stop himself from saying something stupid like 'you just keep it'. ]
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God, this is nice. Daryl closes his eyes and swallows, trying to shut out the nerves that always show up whenever he's getting too content. ]
Yeah. Looks good on you.
[ But he blushes a little when he says it because it's actually true. He likes seeing Gabe dressed in his clothes, it turns out, and he has to stop himself from saying something stupid like 'you just keep it'. ]