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[echolocating.livejournal.com]

[ isn't entirely there even when the plane comes to a complete stop; the noise ringing in his head is as painful as he remembers it being, making him sway a bit while pressing a hand to his forehead. the world before his eyes seems to double, triple, merge back into one, then double again, while the blueprint-world throbs in noisy emptiness. makes small whimpering noises when they're walking, barely hanging onto consciousness by focusing on that comforting, erratic heartbeat he knows is near.

gropes around for a smaller hand that he knows is around (but can't remember why it would be right this moment) while mumbling absentmindedly under his breath in german, as if he's welcoming himself back home. ]

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[prideofpuppy.livejournal.com]

[ even if he doesn't understand it in a typical fashion he still smiles nonetheless, knowing in the back of his mind what caleb had said. closes his own eyes, feeling more relaxed and calm than he has in seven years, the warmth of his confession (& thankfully a positive response to such) spreading through his body. moves in closer to caleb, curling up a bit to tuck himself into his new safe haven-- a love that grew stronger and faster than he himself didn't completely recognize until today. when he feels himself drift a bit in a half-sleepy haze he whispers: ]

Happy birthday to me.

[ & then enjoys the warmth that caleb has to offer, content with that and nothing more. ]