[Billy quirks a brow at Teddy's expression and the moment of quiet that passes between them, one hand drifting up to brush over Teddy's face, stroking gently at the side of his forehead. Sometimes Teddy can be such a deep thinker, unexpectedly quiet, a stark contrast to the oft-endless ramble that comes out of his own mouth. And the expressions he gets on his face are just... breathtaking, really. There's so much love in him.
He wonders if Teddy has any idea what he sees in moments like these.]
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He wonders if Teddy has any idea what he sees in moments like these.]
What're you thinking about, Tee...?