[ There's something in his heart that just slides into the correct place when their hands touch again and Fjord leads him back to the bedroom. Taking out some of his horn danglies and putting them on the nightstand, Molly sinks into the soft bed with a satisfied sigh.
It really was nice, and even better with a warm body in it to hug.
Then Fjord says that and now it's Molly's turn to bury his face against a shoulder. He smiles against the shirt sleeve and then strokes his fingers over a bearded cheek.]
...so are you. Thank you, Fjord. Just... for being you. For accepting me, even when I'm a mess.
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It really was nice, and even better with a warm body in it to hug.
Then Fjord says that and now it's Molly's turn to bury his face against a shoulder. He smiles against the shirt sleeve and then strokes his fingers over a bearded cheek.]
...so are you. Thank you, Fjord. Just... for being you. For accepting me, even when I'm a mess.