It's in the way that Sunday treats him like glass, as if he's bound to shatter at any moment. Maybe that's true, maybe it isn't and the other man is just being too careful, but Six can't help but lean into his touch. He doesn't close his eyes when told. not yet, at least.
He's more entranced by how Sunday cleans his wounds. It's so rare for others to be this kind to him— or rather, it's rare for Six to allow it to ever get to this point.
If this is a dream, maybe it won't hurt to remain asleep for a little bit longer. ]
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It's in the way that Sunday treats him like glass, as if he's bound to shatter at any moment. Maybe that's true, maybe it isn't and the other man is just being too careful, but Six can't help but lean into his touch. He doesn't close his eyes when told. not yet, at least.
He's more entranced by how Sunday cleans his wounds. It's so rare for others to be this kind to him— or rather, it's rare for Six to allow it to ever get to this point.
If this is a dream, maybe it won't hurt to remain asleep for a little bit longer. ]