[North's eyes go wide as York leans toward him, the motion of his hand stilling a little and a flush rising to his pale cheeks.
But then York presses his nose gently against North's face, and North relaxes, closes his eyes and tilts his head so he can nuzzle back, just as gently. This close he can smell York's stupid fancy shampoo, and it's still amazing to him that this is real and not just some kind of fever dream. That he's not going to go back to the raw, physical pain, the burning, paralyzing pain shooting through his body like lightning struck the back of his neck.
He snorts quietly at the last remark, and York can probably better feel his smile than see it.]
More like you're lucky that I care about you no matter how furry you are.
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Date: 2015-11-06 06:44 am (UTC)But then York presses his nose gently against North's face, and North relaxes, closes his eyes and tilts his head so he can nuzzle back, just as gently. This close he can smell York's stupid fancy shampoo, and it's still amazing to him that this is real and not just some kind of fever dream. That he's not going to go back to the raw, physical pain, the burning, paralyzing pain shooting through his body like lightning struck the back of his neck.
He snorts quietly at the last remark, and York can probably better feel his smile than see it.]
More like you're lucky that I care about you no matter how furry you are.