[His own cheeks are wet, he knows they are, but Billy is pulling at him before he has a real chance to brush them away. He almost wants to hesitate, to not go with the pull, but a hug... some sort of comforting touch would be great right now.
He's still not sure what to feel or what to think but he lets his head tip forward on to Billy's shoulder for a moment and lifts a hand to rest against Billy's waist lightly.]
I love you too, B.
[He manages a weak smile. He's nowhere near over the hurt he feels, but it's nice to hear the reassurance.]
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[His own cheeks are wet, he knows they are, but Billy is pulling at him before he has a real chance to brush them away. He almost wants to hesitate, to not go with the pull, but a hug... some sort of comforting touch would be great right now.
He's still not sure what to feel or what to think but he lets his head tip forward on to Billy's shoulder for a moment and lifts a hand to rest against Billy's waist lightly.]
I love you too, B.
[He manages a weak smile. He's nowhere near over the hurt he feels, but it's nice to hear the reassurance.]
That's all I really needed to hear.