[Which was . . . sort of sad. He probably should have moved out a long time ago, but Steve just didn't like change much. And Setsuna had still been there. Having his little brother close was a comfort, and it allowed him to watch the kid. Now he didn't even have that excuse.
As he sat on the bed, watching James bandage his arm, he fought tears even though he wasn't sure why. His left hand moved through the man's hair, stroking the short strands slowly. Lovingly. He'd been so scared he'd never see James again, despite the promise Lucifer had given him, a choice he wasn't sure he could ever even make. But James had come back on his own. It was . . . a miracle.]
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[Which was . . . sort of sad. He probably should have moved out a long time ago, but Steve just didn't like change much. And Setsuna had still been there. Having his little brother close was a comfort, and it allowed him to watch the kid. Now he didn't even have that excuse.
As he sat on the bed, watching James bandage his arm, he fought tears even though he wasn't sure why. His left hand moved through the man's hair, stroking the short strands slowly. Lovingly. He'd been so scared he'd never see James again, despite the promise Lucifer had given him, a choice he wasn't sure he could ever even make. But James had come back on his own. It was . . . a miracle.]
I love you James. Never really stopped.