"I know. I know, I just." He turns his head, presses his lips to Neil's cheek and tastes salt. He settles further onto the carpet, pulls Neil against his side. All that shit they should be doing, and sitting on the floor tangled up with his goddamn husband feels like the most appropriate and the most important item on the list.
"I don't even know what the fuck I should be feeling right now."
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"I don't even know what the fuck I should be feeling right now."