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[witticaster]

Tharkay comes back. Didn't write sex. Might still later, idk.

"It was--" Tharkay began, then fell silent, staring hard at their bedroom wall. "You would have liked it."

"Oh?" Will asked, frowning. He did not like to press, only Tharkay's voice was low and strained. "But you did not."

Tharkay shifted, drawing his face into the curve of Will's neck, until Will could not see his expression and could barely hear his voice. "I did not realize--it is a place I have had nightmares about for years. I"

"I--I am so sorry, Tharkay." That he could do little more than stroke the hair at the nape of Tharkay's neck was Will's sorrow; to lie there with him, and hope both their presences might be enough of an assurance, was all he could manage.

"Did I--" Tharkay began, some minutes later, sounding carefully neutral, in that way he had. "The man who was here in my place. Was he--?"

He had been a great many things, the Tharkay that had shown up in their garden. Unsure which quality his Tharkay wished to ask after, Will remained silent.

Tharkay did not complete the question, and they remained in bed, legs tangled together, for a long time after.

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[pitseleh]

AWWWWW D: /hugs them forever.