These are the moments Mick wishes he could live in forever, moments when Leonard doesn't hesitate with touch, when he pours everything into those kisses that leave him breathless and reeling and those touches that sear and spark along his nerves.

Moments where there is no hesitation and zero doubt.

He doesn't flinch away from how Leonard looks over every scar, how his hands pass from mangled, knotted skin back to smooth and unmarred skin and back again. A firm touch that keeps Mick grounded like nothing else in the world ever can.

And when their eyes meet, it's an unspoken conversation, regret and sorrow evident in Mick's. He never should have lost control like that. Never should have hurt Lenny like that, or put him at such risk to save his ass.

For all the times Leonard used to wonder how he wound up deserving Mick, it's safe to say Mick has wondered the same thing.

Then there's a nip at his ear and an answering shudder as his arms clutch at his partner. "Lenny.." Oh god he loves him so much. Needs him. Needs this to feel whole again.