Teddy slides his arm around Billy's waist and pulls him close, at the same time as he leans his face into the touch. He just nods a little, pressing his mouth briefly to Billy's palm, before bowing his head to press his face to Billy's neck.
It still hurts. There's still a lot to deal with. It's knowing that they can, though, that lets Teddy discard it, for the moment. He's not going to pretend like it's not there- denial doesn't work so well for him, around Billy- but he's not going to let it stop him from touching him, from being with him, not in that moment.
The familiar smell of Billy's hair and skin and clothes is comforting, and Teddy drops his other hand to slide over Billy's back and shoulders, pulling them closer together still.
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Date: 2011-11-26 11:34 pm (UTC)It still hurts. There's still a lot to deal with. It's knowing that they can, though, that lets Teddy discard it, for the moment. He's not going to pretend like it's not there- denial doesn't work so well for him, around Billy- but he's not going to let it stop him from touching him, from being with him, not in that moment.
The familiar smell of Billy's hair and skin and clothes is comforting, and Teddy drops his other hand to slide over Billy's back and shoulders, pulling them closer together still.