[ The tension in that loose hold, the sudden tightening, feels like being hooked and anchored. Despite the buoy of something solid against his hip he knows better than to think he can't still drift, curling his fingers to more properly hold Ian's hand.
Okay.
It's a gasp of real air after a long dive and Nate can't help the crooked smile that immediately overtakes his face, the quiet huff of laughter in response to Ian's best efforts at levity. It's still a defense mechanism - Nate knows, he has the same damn one - but it's not worth calling out when the memory is so bright and solid. ]
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It's a gasp of real air after a long dive and Nate can't help the crooked smile that immediately overtakes his face, the quiet huff of laughter in response to Ian's best efforts at levity. It's still a defense mechanism - Nate knows, he has the same damn one - but it's not worth calling out when the memory is so bright and solid. ]
I could find some, if you think it'll help.