Hah, how the tables have turned. He must truly look so pitiful if Sunday is telling him that. The smile on his face barely stays, so he leans into the other man's touch, wanting to feel his warmth despite this being a sweet dream. He doesn't want to move away from here. He doesn't want to lose this. ]
Then, are you planning on saving this old Hound?
[ If Sunday doesn't want to wake up, if he doesn't know where else to go— then Gallagher wants to be selfish and keep him right here. Both his arms wind around the Halovian's waist, pulling him closer to his body. His head rests against the man's shoulder, not wanting to move away. ]
I'd let you, if it was possible. [ His fate can't be changed, or so he believes. ] Just stay like this for a while.
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Hah, how the tables have turned. He must truly look so pitiful if Sunday is telling him that. The smile on his face barely stays, so he leans into the other man's touch, wanting to feel his warmth despite this being a sweet dream. He doesn't want to move away from here. He doesn't want to lose this. ]
Then, are you planning on saving this old Hound?
[ If Sunday doesn't want to wake up, if he doesn't know where else to go— then Gallagher wants to be selfish and keep him right here. Both his arms wind around the Halovian's waist, pulling him closer to his body. His head rests against the man's shoulder, not wanting to move away. ]
I'd let you, if it was possible. [ His fate can't be changed, or so he believes. ] Just stay like this for a while.