[He can't help but smile gratefully at that, half tempted to reach up with his free hand and stroke Murdoc's hair, but he doesn't. Even if his hand does twitch slightly. Instead, he just moves and goes toward the bed at Murdoc's urging. It's then he has to finally let go of Murdoc's hand so that he can climb onto it and when he does, he can feel himself crumbling. It's so stupid but it's not even something he can help.
Nonetheless, he crawls forward and twists, collapsing against the pillow with a soft thud. He feels exhausted and it feels like everything physically hurts. And mentally. Everything hurts, really. And the only thing that he can do is wait for Murdoc to join him as he fights to keep control of his stupid emotions.
He's never needed someone like this that he can ever remember. It's a weird feeling but it isn't something he can fight. He just wants to be held and to feel like he isn't alone and the only way for that to happen is if he has Murdoc. Because Murdoc is the only person he can logically think of that would do this for him. Maybe it's because they're so similar. He doesn't know. He doesn't care. Right now it doesn't matter.]
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Nonetheless, he crawls forward and twists, collapsing against the pillow with a soft thud. He feels exhausted and it feels like everything physically hurts. And mentally. Everything hurts, really. And the only thing that he can do is wait for Murdoc to join him as he fights to keep control of his stupid emotions.
He's never needed someone like this that he can ever remember. It's a weird feeling but it isn't something he can fight. He just wants to be held and to feel like he isn't alone and the only way for that to happen is if he has Murdoc. Because Murdoc is the only person he can logically think of that would do this for him. Maybe it's because they're so similar. He doesn't know. He doesn't care. Right now it doesn't matter.]