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[doggonemad]

. . . I don't. Fuck. I really don't.

[throughbamboo]

Then ya don't gotta.

I ain't ever gonna make ya.

[doggonemad]

[ nods slowly. ]

Think that's enough fer now. I know ya'd stop if I asked ya to an' vice versa.

[throughbamboo]

Damn right I would. This is on yer terms.

[a bit of a rueful look]

Been bein' careful 'bout surprisin' ya and touchin' ya since I got out. Yer workin' on it at home, too - we just ain't talked 'bout it like this.

[doggonemad]

2012, right? . . . woulda had more time ta recover. No point in talkin' by then, I bet.

[throughbamboo]

. . . technically 2010. Went back to prison.

Might be part of it, too.

[doggonemad]

. . .

Goddamnit, bro.

[throughbamboo]

Had to make amends, bro. They wanted ta make me a captain.

[doggonemad]

I'm too tired to be pissed off at ya but— yeah, I'd say that's part of it. Fuck.

[throughbamboo]

Yeah. Ya weren't happy with me.

[doggonemad]

'Course I wasn't. All I've wanted fer years is havin' ya 'round — even though I thought I didn't deserve it.

[ still think that, but. details. ]

[throughbamboo]

I know. Ain't like I wanted ta leave ya behind again.

[doggonemad]

[ just.

. . .

shifts a bit, reaching over with his free hand to pull him in for a hug, leaning in. ]

[throughbamboo]

[oh.

He immediately leans with the pull, even if he's a little stiff, then moves to put his arm around him to hug back]

[doggonemad]

[ buries his face against him, quiet for once.

he feels so very, very tense and nue may feel his heart pounding, like it's going to jump out of his chest.

but he stays there, still. ]

[throughbamboo]

[god. He presses his face into his shoulder and slowly tightens his arm around him.

This is a stiff, tense hug but it's the best one he's had since - who even knows]

[doggonemad]

[ no one hugs him like this!! lyra and sonata gave him hugs, but nothing quite like this.

slowly, some of the tension leaves him. ]

[throughbamboo]

[that's because this is a bro hug, only bros hug like this]

[doggonemad]

[ inhales slowly, shoulders shaking a bit. ]

[throughbamboo]

[that just makes him hold him a little tighter]

[doggonemad]

[ muffled, against him: ]

Gotta make me a promise.

[throughbamboo]

Hmm?

[doggonemad]

. . .

Don't leave me alone again.

[throughbamboo]

[ugh. Can he make this promise, he's pretty sure he's going to be sent back to jail again, because that's just his fucking life -

. . .

He hugs him even tighter]

I promise.

[doggonemad]

[ he would move heaven and earth to keep him out of jail if that was what he wanted. ]

Yeah?