Raleigh's hugging him and Chuck can't push him away.

...he's hugging him back hard, careful of the coffee in his hand but curling his arm tight around his back. "I know," he mutters, gripping his shoulder and rubbing his back. He's not sure why he thought he could just walk in and act like things weren't any different--minus the actual relationship, but.

Raleigh feels so fucking good in his arms.