Send me a ⊱♥⊰ for my Muse's reaction to yours hugging them without warning! (accepting)
His first instinct was to inhale, hands moving around him and gripping
on as if he was something fleeting, temporary. For so l o n g Merlin had
hidden, a laugh or a smile enough to keep people at a safe distance. But
in every lifetime Lance knew, always the type to comfort others before
thinking about himself. The embrace was unmoving, and as always, felt
like H O M E.
The tears come before he can think to stop them. It would be so easy to
sob, to b r e a k d o w n as he had so many times before and accept his
open arms for the night. But Lance had given enough – Merlin had taken
too much, shut him out to go running back without any consequences.
Almost everything about Lance was unconditional, and his love for Merlin
never changed throughout each life. It was a reassurance, as strong as the
arms around him ———— just one he did not deserve.
Merlin wanted to give something back. So when he looks back up it’s with
a smile, effortless in his presence (and how he loved it when Lance smiled).
His hand reaches out to his face, and Merlin hopes that maybe this time he’ll
learn how to stop pushing people away, because he’s so tired of being alone.
❝ —Thank you. ❞
A kiss seals his gratitude, short but full of meaning. For once, he had made
the first step. Regardless of time, place or situation, Lance was here
——— and Merlin didn’t want to let go.