Noah let out a trembling breath of relief when Krem's arms came around him. He clung, hands clutching tight around Krem's shoulders. When Krem said he was alright, Noah's hands moved, eager to touch, cupping the back of Krem's head, tilting Krem's face away from his chest so he could kiss his forehead, his cheek, searching for Krem's mouth with his.
He cupped Krem's face between his hands, kissing him long and sweet, trying not to let his own miserable desperation take hold of him, wishing he could simply kiss any hurts away. Even though everything else was wrong, he had this. He had his heart, his Cremisius.
"Good," he finally said, eyes searching Krem's, hands still cradling gently. He reached one hand down to press flat against Krem's chest, feeling for his heartbeat. "I'm so sorry that I left. I didn't-- I didn't mean to. I was overwhelmed. How long was I gone?"
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Date: 2015-10-08 01:43 am (UTC)He cupped Krem's face between his hands, kissing him long and sweet, trying not to let his own miserable desperation take hold of him, wishing he could simply kiss any hurts away. Even though everything else was wrong, he had this. He had his heart, his Cremisius.
"Good," he finally said, eyes searching Krem's, hands still cradling gently. He reached one hand down to press flat against Krem's chest, feeling for his heartbeat. "I'm so sorry that I left. I didn't-- I didn't mean to. I was overwhelmed. How long was I gone?"