Daring To Be

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There is a feeling, a draw, a pull that he cant quite put a name to, an urge he doesnt think he has the experience to understand.

Its when he looks at him, when he sees him, when he knows him, like nobody else in his world ever has.

Its when he touches him, soft, in passing, that discreet brush of fingers against his arm that roots him deep, grounds him like hell never need to fear again, yet sends him spinning off balance as though he has replaced his gravity with something different,...