[ he lets the collar drop from under his finger to rest against his neck and lowers his arm so she can keep taping them up the smaller cuts and marks there. there's a lot, like something slashed across them in random motions, but none of them are bigger than than a grazing nick. ]
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[ after a moment, he'll just lean forward to rest his forehead against hers, one of his hands shifting out of reach of yuri and her tape to reaching for one of hers, lifting it to press where his pulse is. where it beats, slow and steady. ]
If you focus on what could've happened, you'll spiral.
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[ after a moment, he'll just lean forward to rest his forehead against hers, one of his hands shifting out of reach of yuri and her tape to reaching for one of hers, lifting it to press where his pulse is. where it beats, slow and steady. ]
If you focus on what could've happened, you'll spiral.
We all came back.