*He doesn't have an answer for that. There's no witty comeback, no sarcastic remark. He starts to say something, but nothing comes out in the end. He finally manages something of a smile, but it's a weak one. Lucas had brushed it off with Malcolm. But with Kyle, it was different.*
[It's only been a few days since Lucas came home, and Kyle still has flashes where he expects all of this to not be real. He still expects to wake up alone, clutching Lucas' pillow to his chest. Reaching out, he brushes his fingers over Lucas' arm, confirming for himself that yes, Lucas is real, and he smiles.]
I'm not gonna lie, there were some days that were...so rough. Ros suggested that I move on several times, but I couldn't.
*He reaches to take hold of Kyle's hand, squeezing it gently. He's definitely had those feelings too, the fears of waking up and being alone back in his cell. But Kyle is always there when he feels the rising fear and looks for him and he has yet to slip from his fingers.*
Part of me expected you to have moved on. Part of me wanted you to. But I'm not certain how I would have felt if you did.
I tried. I finally caved and let her and Ruth set me up on a few blind dates, but they never made it past the first date. It wasn't that the guys weren't nice or ugly or anything, I just...
[He squeezes Lucas' hand, then lifts it, bowing his head to kiss Lucas' fingers, and he smiles as he glances up at Lucas' face.]
I kept thinking that you would come home, and how devastated would you be if I had found somebody else?
I'm glad that they were here to look after you. I hated leaving you alone for all of that time.
*The way that Kyle leans down to kiss his fingers makes him smile though and he tries to make it a happy one because they're back together. But the heaviness of everything in the past still weighs on him.*
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Eight years.
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I'm not gonna lie, there were some days that were...so rough. Ros suggested that I move on several times, but I couldn't.
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Part of me expected you to have moved on. Part of me wanted you to. But I'm not certain how I would have felt if you did.
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[He squeezes Lucas' hand, then lifts it, bowing his head to kiss Lucas' fingers, and he smiles as he glances up at Lucas' face.]
I kept thinking that you would come home, and how devastated would you be if I had found somebody else?
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*The way that Kyle leans down to kiss his fingers makes him smile though and he tries to make it a happy one because they're back together. But the heaviness of everything in the past still weighs on him.*
I didn't want you to be alone.
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[He rubs his hand over Lucas' arm and leans up to kiss his jawline.]
I know, and I'm not alone now. You're home, and I'm so thankful for that. Everything else is just water under the bridge.
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*He tips Kyle's chin up and kisses his lips. Lucas knows he needs to focus on that and not the last, but it's hard sometimes.* Thank you, Kyle.