Eight odd years now. Eight years of Mick reaching out and Leonard flinching away like he was gonna somehow hurt him. Him. Mick Rory. The guy who had gone to jail for him. The guy who would take a damn bullet for him.
The guy who was so damn gone on him he can't imagine life without Leonard in it.
Still. Here they are again. Just this side of drunk and Mick reaching out to touch just for the sake of contact. He's not looking for sex. He just needs his partner.
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Eight years of Mick reaching out and Leonard flinching away like he was gonna somehow hurt him. Him. Mick Rory. The guy who had gone to jail for him. The guy who would take a damn bullet for him.
The guy who was so damn gone on him he can't imagine life without Leonard in it.
Still. Here they are again. Just this side of drunk and Mick reaching out to touch just for the sake of contact. He's not looking for sex. He just needs his partner.