[The door slides open and Jack looks around and his face immediately breaks into a smile. He stands quickly and grabs Isaac by the front of his shirt to pull him into the compartment, wrapping his arms around him once he gets inside. The hug is tight and Jack buries his face into Isaac's shoulder, breathing him in and feeling every inch of his real, solid frame.
He's here.
It's okay. He's here.]
I was getting worried.
[It's a soft confession, murmured into Isaac's shoulder, and Jack holds him like he never wants to let go.
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He's here.
It's okay. He's here.]
I was getting worried.
[It's a soft confession, murmured into Isaac's shoulder, and Jack holds him like he never wants to let go.
Because this, right here, this moment?
This is heaven.]