[ he draws his hand up their spine - it's not physically possible to bring them in closer than they already are, he thinks, but he still finds himself wanting to, wishing he could envelop them completely in his arms and himself until the miasma of their suffering is blocked out entirely. They deserve to cry, but they don't deserve to be made to cry. He presses his lips to their eyelid again, unable to do anything else, feeling their snowflake eyelashes tickle his skin. ]
Me too.
[ How can he not be, when just hearing them say that makes his heart sing? They're glad - that's all Lupin wants, for them to be happy about something - no, for them to be happy about him, especially, for them to feel this same excitement when they see him and this same restless longing when they're alone together. When did he love them this much? It's only been a month since he laid his feelings on the table, yet he already feels like they've doubled in intensity. ]
There's nowhere I'd rather be.
[ it's true that he has to go back to London, and it's true that he misses his friends, and that living in Chroma is hard and he's struggling to escape - but right now, in this moment, that's all far from his mind. He doesn't want to leave Cairngorm alone. He can't imagine leaving them alone. They're too beautiful, too sweet, too sad. Lupin wants to kiss them again, on their lips, all over, until they can't think about the past or the future anymore - but their breath is coming short already, and so he simply hugs them tighter, gently bumping his forehead against theirs. ]
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Me too.
[ How can he not be, when just hearing them say that makes his heart sing? They're glad - that's all Lupin wants, for them to be happy about something - no, for them to be happy about him, especially, for them to feel this same excitement when they see him and this same restless longing when they're alone together. When did he love them this much? It's only been a month since he laid his feelings on the table, yet he already feels like they've doubled in intensity. ]
There's nowhere I'd rather be.
[ it's true that he has to go back to London, and it's true that he misses his friends, and that living in Chroma is hard and he's struggling to escape - but right now, in this moment, that's all far from his mind. He doesn't want to leave Cairngorm alone. He can't imagine leaving them alone. They're too beautiful, too sweet, too sad. Lupin wants to kiss them again, on their lips, all over, until they can't think about the past or the future anymore - but their breath is coming short already, and so he simply hugs them tighter, gently bumping his forehead against theirs. ]