[There's that old, usually-silent voice in the back of his head, the one that sounds an awful lot like Lonnie Byers, that hisses say no, you don't need that, be a man, man up, damn it. Will has to shove it away with some effort and remember -- it's okay to need that. It's okay to crave that closeness, softness, comfort. It's okay.
So he nods, managing a little, quavering smile.] Mmm-hm. It's okay.
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So he nods, managing a little, quavering smile.] Mmm-hm. It's okay.