[Murdoc follows Dirk obediently into the bedroom, keeping a careful eye on him as he moves around. He's seen Dirk in emotionally vunerable states before, but it feels like there's less he can do to help this time. He can't fix this with clarification or advice, he can only comfort the other man as he works through his feelings.
He allows him to clamber back into bed, feeling bad for finding it so terribly endearing. He reaches downward, running a cold hand up and down the other man's back before stepping back to remove his boots and coat.
Now free of those, he feels both more and less comfortable about following the other man into his bed. He can't. He knows he needs to but he can't just. Get into bed with him. Instead, he sits on the edge of it, reaching back to rub at Dirk's back again.
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He allows him to clamber back into bed, feeling bad for finding it so terribly endearing. He reaches downward, running a cold hand up and down the other man's back before stepping back to remove his boots and coat.
Now free of those, he feels both more and less comfortable about following the other man into his bed. He can't. He knows he needs to but he can't just. Get into bed with him. Instead, he sits on the edge of it, reaching back to rub at Dirk's back again.
God, he sucks at this.]