[ He hears his name, the sound strangely muffled under the thrum of his heartbeat in his ears. It drowns everything else out–the drip of the faucet, the soft echo of white noise in the bathroom. His breathing is too loud and sharp, a panicked hiccup that he remembers feeling when he'd found himself covered in bodies.
Then her fingers press into his side, the contact jolting him into the present. There's a cold sweat at the back of his neck and he swallows, refocusing on what she's asking of him. Stay with her. Don't let the ghosts drag him back under. It's a tall order but once he's broken from that haze, it's a little easier to stop thinking about water gathering around his shins. ]
I don't– [ He doesn't what? So many things. Doesn't think he can do this, doesn't know if he likes the contact or loathes it, doesn't know how he feels, caught in a maelstrom of conflicting emotions. The relief of the contact should be more, should override everything. It's just... the past has its hooks in him, always so eager to pull him back in.
After a moment, he doesn't give himself more time to think, pulling up the rest of her bandage and moving his hand away. ]
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Date: 2021-02-20 03:47 am (UTC)Then her fingers press into his side, the contact jolting him into the present. There's a cold sweat at the back of his neck and he swallows, refocusing on what she's asking of him. Stay with her. Don't let the ghosts drag him back under. It's a tall order but once he's broken from that haze, it's a little easier to stop thinking about water gathering around his shins. ]
I don't– [ He doesn't what? So many things. Doesn't think he can do this, doesn't know if he likes the contact or loathes it, doesn't know how he feels, caught in a maelstrom of conflicting emotions. The relief of the contact should be more, should override everything. It's just... the past has its hooks in him, always so eager to pull him back in.
After a moment, he doesn't give himself more time to think, pulling up the rest of her bandage and moving his hand away. ]
It's always like this.