Our relationship had never been smooth sailing, but we’d always had the counterweight part down. Neither of us had to be constantly strong. Sometimes one of us would have to provide more stability and balance, so the other side could be weak… even if it was just for a few minutes. My muscle memory itched with the need to do that again. I wanted to press a kiss in his hair and wrap my arms around him. I wanted to whisper “I’ve got you” in his ear. I wanted to feel his vulnerability in a tangible way when we were fully clothed, not just when it was dark and quiet and we were skin to skin.
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