[ That sits between them for a moment. Gabe breathes out slow, centering himself. Coming back to his body, making a catalog of the aches, the care he'll have to take when he moves. It's nothing that'll slow him down, or at least in a way that's going to matter. It's just a moment. One he wanted, one he'll carry with him, but one that's ultimately going to end.
He exhales. It feels good to be held, for a little while. Even the kiss to his shoulder. This one won't leave a mark, not like the others. It's a good moment. But it ends. It has to.
He pushes himself upright without a word and starts hunting around for his clothes. ]
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He exhales. It feels good to be held, for a little while. Even the kiss to his shoulder. This one won't leave a mark, not like the others. It's a good moment. But it ends. It has to.
He pushes himself upright without a word and starts hunting around for his clothes. ]