( He can fathom it, imagine what that's like. Clinging to someone, sweaty, grasping at any feeling.
He's dropping the subject for now as they reach the entrance. Stopping, he turns to face Ian completely. Taking Ian's face in his hands, he kisses him again giving him the romantic end to the night. And not the desperate end to the world. )
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( He can fathom it, imagine what that's like. Clinging to someone, sweaty, grasping at any feeling.
He's dropping the subject for now as they reach the entrance. Stopping, he turns to face Ian completely. Taking Ian's face in his hands, he kisses him again giving him the romantic end to the night. And not the desperate end to the world. )