[They are cheek to cheek now, although Asher's is still damp. If he wasn't so tired or hungry he'd have the mind to pull back, but instead the sensation of another person's skin against his own placates him so much that he instinctively nuzzles against what he can feel.
As far back as Asher can remember, simple acts of affirmation like this one have quelled even the worst of his fears. He may not have received them from the people who mattered most, but that's what makes him so eager for anything of the sort, as he's desperate for some kind of silly sign that his life is worth something.]
I'm sorry...
[He mutters, slipping and sliding further into Jin's embrace.
Asher has no clue what Jin is really thinking, because at present he is most bothered by a notion that has plagued him night and day for the past ten years.
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As far back as Asher can remember, simple acts of affirmation like this one have quelled even the worst of his fears. He may not have received them from the people who mattered most, but that's what makes him so eager for anything of the sort, as he's desperate for some kind of silly sign that his life is worth something.]
I'm sorry...
[He mutters, slipping and sliding further into Jin's embrace.
Asher has no clue what Jin is really thinking, because at present he is most bothered by a notion that has plagued him night and day for the past ten years.
The notion that he is not enough.]