If the tables had turned, Tucker was pretty sure Wash wouldn’t have let Tucker touch him. He saw what happened when Wash thought he killed him; this wasn’t that much different. And shit, that was before they were engaged; what would it be like now? How far would he have gone?
But it wasn’t reversed, it wouldn’t ever be because Wash was smarter than Tucker, Wash could hold his stupid feelings in stupid place, and—and all Tucker wanted to do was watch him smile. Try to smile. He was too drugged but his eyes…
Tucked pulled away from the hand to lean over him and press his lips to Wash’s forehead, soft, kind, gentle. Slow, so slow, like he was going to shatter, break.
“I love you so fucking much,” he whispered against his skin. “I’m so sorry I'm the world’s shittiest leader; it should be me here, not you, and I’d trade places in a heartbeat. Pretty sure most folks would be happy that I couldn’t talk for once.”
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But it wasn’t reversed, it wouldn’t ever be because Wash was smarter than Tucker, Wash could hold his stupid feelings in stupid place, and—and all Tucker wanted to do was watch him smile. Try to smile. He was too drugged but his eyes…
Tucked pulled away from the hand to lean over him and press his lips to Wash’s forehead, soft, kind, gentle. Slow, so slow, like he was going to shatter, break.
“I love you so fucking much,” he whispered against his skin. “I’m so sorry I'm the world’s shittiest leader; it should be me here, not you, and I’d trade places in a heartbeat. Pretty sure most folks would be happy that I couldn’t talk for once.”