[Hans knows what's coming when Edmond moves. Though he's never been kissed before, he recognizes the motion of it, the intent, and he smiles when their lips touch, relief melting away anger.
This can be enough, he wants to convey, and he would were he not occupied. So he lets his hands do the talking for him by brushing away Edmond's tears, by holding him close when Hans has to breathe and pulling him in when he's gotten his air. Everything you want from me, you can freely have.]
Sad even in this moment...
[He sighs the observation, runs his fingers along Edmond's nape.]
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[Hans knows what's coming when Edmond moves. Though he's never been kissed before, he recognizes the motion of it, the intent, and he smiles when their lips touch, relief melting away anger.
This can be enough, he wants to convey, and he would were he not occupied. So he lets his hands do the talking for him by brushing away Edmond's tears, by holding him close when Hans has to breathe and pulling him in when he's gotten his air. Everything you want from me, you can freely have.]
Sad even in this moment...
[He sighs the observation, runs his fingers along Edmond's nape.]
What the hell, I'll bear your misery with you.