Breathe in, Gabe tells himself. And then exhale.

The moment settles. It's not as uncomfortable as it could be. Henry doesn't loom over him, doesn't leave bruises. None of this has yet.

Breathe.

Gabe exhales. He doesn't press against Henry, but he doesn't jerk away either. He breathes. Some of the tension bleeds out. He gives himself three minutes. When the time runs out, he'll get up and get dressed.