[It gets easier the longer he lets her keep her arms around him, and after another moment he finds muscle memory taking over, pulling her in and squeezing her close. A large part of him still wants to panic, but her touch starts to calm him, and soon enough he's hugging her tightly, letting his forehead drop to her shoulder, burying it in the crook of her neck.
He's tried to bury all of these feelings alongside the man he used to be, but with her so close, finally knowing the truth, it's hard not to admit just how much he missed her. The fact that he can feel her crying makes it even worse. She doesn't deserve this. None of them do.]
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He's tried to bury all of these feelings alongside the man he used to be, but with her so close, finally knowing the truth, it's hard not to admit just how much he missed her. The fact that he can feel her crying makes it even worse. She doesn't deserve this. None of them do.]
I'm sorry.