Gideon felt Nico’s breath catch on his tongue, an audible hitch of surprise, and then Nico pulled away and Gideon thought no, no, no— “Oh. So it’s like that?” Nico said. His eyes were searching and bewilderingly, confusingly bright. In response Gideon felt unopened and raw, like he’d cracked his chest in two and presented the evidence for Nico’s evaluation. “Yeah.” It left Gideon in a rasp, but fuck it. It had lived in his throat long enough. “Yeah,” he attempted again, “yeah, it’s like that.” Nico’s smile broadened. “Good.” Nico caught him by a fistful of his T-shirt, tugging him in again.
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