[ They've been hugging more, lately. If they count the half-hugs, the arms slung across shoulders and close contact that's similar, then it would come even more: there's a lot of intimacy in Bloodrush, apparently. But still, these sorts of hugs--warm and full and gripping, seeking and needing--are rare, even now. It doesn't shock Gorgug into freezing, into doing nothing; he only doesn't want to interrupt his friend, to figure out if it might be a quick thing, before Gorgug reaches to put his arms around Fabian in turn.
He's a good friend, he says. And Gorgug's glad. And as Fabian speaks more, settles on the words that he does, Gorgug lowers his head to meet against the side of Fabian's. He allows himself a certain comfort he has to be brief or careful about: he squeezes his arms around Fabian, the same way the other is doing to him, now.
But there's a difference between when Gorgug wraps his arms around someone tight, and when they do that to him. There's no intention to hurt Fabian; there's only the intention to express himself back, to give in his embrace what Fabian's giving in his. And Fabian is one of their few friends who can handle it, with his physique and endurance, enough to allow Gorgug to sink against him in a way he doesn't always get to (or not for long); to say to him, his mouth close to his ear: ]
Thank you.
[ And it's a thank you that means so much, even his tone as he speaks the two words encompassing it, speaking it. Thank you, for saying so; thank you, for letting me be your friend.
Thank you, for sticking by me.
He'll let Fabian move back when he's ready, of course. ...maybe with some delay, because--just let Gorgug know when enough is enough, bro. You're actually very comfy, see. ]
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He's a good friend, he says. And Gorgug's glad. And as Fabian speaks more, settles on the words that he does, Gorgug lowers his head to meet against the side of Fabian's. He allows himself a certain comfort he has to be brief or careful about: he squeezes his arms around Fabian, the same way the other is doing to him, now.
But there's a difference between when Gorgug wraps his arms around someone tight, and when they do that to him. There's no intention to hurt Fabian; there's only the intention to express himself back, to give in his embrace what Fabian's giving in his. And Fabian is one of their few friends who can handle it, with his physique and endurance, enough to allow Gorgug to sink against him in a way he doesn't always get to (or not for long); to say to him, his mouth close to his ear: ]
Thank you.
[ And it's a thank you that means so much, even his tone as he speaks the two words encompassing it, speaking it. Thank you, for saying so; thank you, for letting me be your friend.
Thank you, for sticking by me.
He'll let Fabian move back when he's ready, of course. ...maybe with some delay, because--just let Gorgug know when enough is enough, bro. You're actually very comfy, see. ]