[It's simple, but it's private, it's quiet, and it gives him the sole comfort of knowing, as he bonelessly drops himself to the floor next to the bed, that he doesn't need to worry about anyone intruding or poking or prodding. Right now, it's just him. Him and his raw mix of anger, fear, and exhaustion, taking shuddering breaths, digging fingers into his hair and letting himself, for just one evening, fall apart in privacy.
i do. also 1/2
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