To Breathe Again (Jogan Fluff)
For the first week after Julian comes back from the dead, they refuse to be apart. Or, rather, Logan refuses to be apart from Julian. He bore every night in the hospital, after all, without any grasp on daylight. When Julian slept on, Logan’s world went to sleep with him when Logan couldn’t. Now, he feels like he’s yet to wake up, though his head is crept over with the same, musty insecurities as the sun returns to shine regularly.
Understanding, though, comes faster than he expected it to- he might just break Julian if he’s not careful. Julian’s door is always open, after all. It’s a silent invitation for Logan to find his way in. Julian is doing his best to move on with his life, trying not to think about the time he lived in fear. It’s safer that way, Logan sees as he sits on Julian’s bed, reading. Whatever brittle, explosive romance that Logan’s used to, it doesn’t work anymore. Not when Julian’s shadow practically trembles, threatening to become unseamed from the walls it knows too well. This is going to have to be slow, steady as the heartbeat he won back. Logan’s going to have to learn to interweave his own pulse with that one, even if they dance side by side like raindrops in the night and Logan always finds himself wary of physical contact.
“Can I kiss you?” He wants to ask. “Can I please hold you?”