[He can feel himself settling, calming, feeling safe and secure again after the nightmare and the thoughts that bred it. He'll never truly be free of any of it, but for now he's feeling better, letting himself focus on Isaac, letting Isaac be an anchor, a foundation.
He breathes slowly, deeply, and he tilts his head to press his lips to Isaac's neck softly, mouthing the words as he traces them, knowing that even then they still won't get through.
I love you.
I.
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Y.
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One by one, slowly, on Isaac's chest, as he feels himself becoming slightly more at ease, just enough, perhaps, to be able to fall asleep again. Maybe. Hopefully.]
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He breathes slowly, deeply, and he tilts his head to press his lips to Isaac's neck softly, mouthing the words as he traces them, knowing that even then they still won't get through.
I love you.
I.
L.
O.
V.
E.
Y.
O.
U.
One by one, slowly, on Isaac's chest, as he feels himself becoming slightly more at ease, just enough, perhaps, to be able to fall asleep again. Maybe. Hopefully.]