[ Now that he's out in the open, now that he's gotten a taste of fresh air, Poe is reminded how little he's been out the past week. Apartment to Guard to Apartment with very little in between.
John is so good this, at doing this, at drawing him out or picking him up. Karen is always there when Poe needs her, is steady and solid and willing to support him without hearing every detail, when he's not ready to share them. John, somehow, makes it easy to share. John draws the infection from the wound, and Karen stitches it back together again.
( He loves them, he loves them both, in a way he won't let himself recognize, for reasons he knows too well. A hundred excuses that guard his heart and keep him from the danger of leaving someone behind. )
He walks with his hands tucked into his pockets, quiet, thinking about John and his warmth and his humor and his eyes, not delving into why, staying in the shallows where affection is safe. He leans over and bumps John's shoulder with his own. ]
We could always do a nature survey some time, out past the wall. No bugs there you can't shoot.
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[ Now that he's out in the open, now that he's gotten a taste of fresh air, Poe is reminded how little he's been out the past week. Apartment to Guard to Apartment with very little in between.
John is so good this, at doing this, at drawing him out or picking him up. Karen is always there when Poe needs her, is steady and solid and willing to support him without hearing every detail, when he's not ready to share them. John, somehow, makes it easy to share. John draws the infection from the wound, and Karen stitches it back together again.
( He loves them, he loves them both, in a way he won't let himself recognize, for reasons he knows too well. A hundred excuses that guard his heart and keep him from the danger of leaving someone behind. )
He walks with his hands tucked into his pockets, quiet, thinking about John and his warmth and his humor and his eyes, not delving into why, staying in the shallows where affection is safe. He leans over and bumps John's shoulder with his own. ]
We could always do a nature survey some time, out past the wall. No bugs there you can't shoot.