[There's that feeling again- those words, the impression that there's so much more to it that Teddy isn't saying. And the more often this happens, the more he wants to hear it, but... well, if Teddy's not ready, it's probably not time. And since there's nothing stopping him from saying it but his own uncertainty, then he's probably not ready yet, either.
Still... he's looking forward to it. And every time this happens, he becomes even more sure that it's just a matter of time.
Thus, he shifts a hand to press it over Teddy's against his cheek, smiling softly, his thumb stroking.]
Maybe... and even if we are, I can see myself loving you that long, too. And longer.
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Still... he's looking forward to it. And every time this happens, he becomes even more sure that it's just a matter of time.
Thus, he shifts a hand to press it over Teddy's against his cheek, smiling softly, his thumb stroking.]
Maybe... and even if we are, I can see myself loving you that long, too. And longer.