face was red and a little swollen, and he avoided Cooper’s gaze. “Ah, fuck,” he said, and ran a hasty hand over his eyes with a heavy sniff. “Sorry.” “Don’t be,” Cooper said immediately, earnestly. It was true they rarely got emotional like this—they each had a lifetime of brainwashing that tears somehow devalued a man to contend with, after all—but while he wished the circumstances were different, he felt stronger and closer to Park than ever before. He didn’t want to see Park ever cry again, but in a weird way, he wanted to be there every time he did.
