They wake to the sound of the boys moving around them, the creak of the stairs and the heavy footfall above them. It’s only been a few hours since Bitty went to bed, tucked under his heaviest blanket, phone clasped in his hand. Now, Jack’s wrapped around him, breathing slowly on his neck; he’s here. There’s no denying it, it’s not another dream that Bitty woke from, cold in his bed. Jack’s suit is hung over the back of the chair, his shoes placed gently against the wall. 

“You awake?” Jack asks, fingers brushing over Bitty’s arm.

 “Yeah.” Bitty pushes back even closer, fills all the convexes of Jack’s body. Jack’s arms hold him in place, those same arms that lift weights heavier than Bitty himself now a gentle presence. “Did you sleep?”

Bitty feels Jack’s shrug. “It’s nice to be back.” After a few minutes he pushes himself up, stretches his arms high above his head. He throws his legs over the side of the bed, takes Bitty’s hands in one of his. “Come on,” he says. “Let’s go downstairs.”

god just look at bitty. he’s so aware of everything jack has been through

his anxiety, the draft, the overdose, getting back into hockey, the pressures of the nhl

god that boy has been through so much and bitty is so scared that he’s going to be the straw that breaks the camel’s back a second time

he doesn’t ever want to hurt jack and he’s so worried that what they’re doing will ruin everything jack’s worked so hard to rebuild

and goddamn if it doesn’t kill me that bitty doesn’t know how much he means to jack. we always go on about how ‘jack doesn’t realise how important bitty is to him’ but we never really look at how bitty doesn’t realise that either

we know jack would be lost without bitty but god bitty doesn’t even know the extent of it. maybe to jack it used to go hockey then relationships but there’s no way in hell it’s not bitty then hockey now

so yeah eric bittle made me cry and i need a hug


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