Horatio doesn't deserve the quiet sanctuary of James's assurances. He doesn't deserve the odd safety of having the older man beside him. He doesn't deserve the firm promise that he won't be abandoned to wake up with only his tormenting thoughts for comfort.
His fingers scramble to stay firm around the hand nearest his. He won't risk sitting up properly for a kiss. He won't risk rolling over and sending fire through the hurt in his side.
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Date: 2017-06-16 02:51 am (UTC)His fingers scramble to stay firm around the hand nearest his. He won't risk sitting up properly for a kiss. He won't risk rolling over and sending fire through the hurt in his side.
He can't help clinging all the same.
"...thank you, James."