He closes his eyes as Asher takes his spot in the crook of his neck and leans his head against his. The warmth's already lulling Jin back to sleep-- he'd talk some more, prepared to reassure Asher of how much he matters as much as he needs to hear, if only he could stay awake a little longer.
They can talk about accidents, and the blood on his hands, and of death another time.]
Love you. [he mumbles into Asher's hair.] Go to sleep.
[In this particular moment, he's curled up with a person he loves in a place that is safe. That matters. That, in the end, is worth all of this trouble.]
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[No you're not, Jin.
He closes his eyes as Asher takes his spot in the crook of his neck and leans his head against his. The warmth's already lulling Jin back to sleep-- he'd talk some more, prepared to reassure Asher of how much he matters as much as he needs to hear, if only he could stay awake a little longer.
They can talk about accidents, and the blood on his hands, and of death another time.]
Love you. [he mumbles into Asher's hair.] Go to sleep.
[In this particular moment, he's curled up with a person he loves in a place that is safe. That matters. That, in the end, is worth all of this trouble.]