[Terry brushes his thumb over Maxxie's cheek, overwhelmed by how much he missed him, how good it is to see him right now. It hurts how much he wants to hold on to him and never let go, he can barely think about anything else.]
[Well, except how his knees are starting to hurt.]
... We should get off the floor.
[Just take him to bed and make him go to sleep for once.]
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[Well, except how his knees are starting to hurt.]
... We should get off the floor.
[Just take him to bed and make him go to sleep for once.]