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Don't be sorry.

( nick shakes his head quickly, moves quicker still to wipe under nate's eyes. there's some part of him that wants to fix this, as easily as he fixed the burn, the scars.

that's not the kind of hurt this is, though, there's no quick fix. at least, there's nothing that will actually solve this for nate. nick is no stranger to coasting through emotions on chemical substances until the worst of it can't touch him, but now that they're actually here he's--relieved, just a little, that they're still sober.

there's plenty of time to change that, of course, but this, he suspects, needed to be felt. )

I'm serious. I don't care if you're...sobbing, or so furious you're screaming. Don't like, hide it, okay? Not from me.

[guylining]

[ Nate looks up at him.

He trusts Nick so much. He can go to him with anything, that's been proven time and again. It doesn't matter what it is. Even if it's something Nick doesn't agree with, he stands by Nate, because what matters is their connection. It's exactly what Nate needs. He thinks it's what he always needed.

So often in his life, love has felt conditional. It doesn't, with Nick. ]

I won't.

[ He rubs his hand across his face, trying vainly to clean it up a bit. ]

I mean, I'm still sorry for being a mess on your bed, but I know I don't have to hide from you.

I'm really glad that you're here, Nick.