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"The room, maybe. To get some air because you drive me nuts."
Come on Chuck. You need to lay down.
He does. Antiseptic and bleach and hospital.
He reroutes them to the bathroom, Yancy trailing along behind.
"Shower or bath?"
Why not both?
Raleigh fidgets.
"Sure. Where do you want us to wait for you..?"
"Are you hungry?"
Yancy leans in behind Raleigh.
"We can order something. Have it waiting."
"Indian it is."
Raleigh smiles at him, thumbs his cheek before backing up. He can handle getting Indian delivered. He's got this.
They would totally understand if he married the shower.
Meanwhile, they're downstairs and ordering dinner and getting it set up while they wait. They're quietly talking, and maybe Yancy sneaks a kiss or two. He's missed you, Rals.
It's an emotional moment. Raleigh looks like he's been crying and Yancy's eyes are red. They quiet when Chuck comes in, and Raleigh moves first.
"Feel better?"
Raleigh wraps him right up.
"It's okay. Don't go anywhere."
"Yeah babe," he says, pushing his nose into Chuck's hair.
"Course we did."
He chuckles and grips him tighter, ducking his head and stifling a sob when he feels Yancy come and wrap them both up.
What is he going to do with you?
Hopefully yes.
And they love each other. Chuck wasn't wrong when he accused Raleigh of being in love with Yancy.
"Mm. Maybe later. We should eat this while it's hot.." Yancy is sort of mumbling.
Yancy lets go so they can fix plates and get comfortable.
"Where do you wanna start?" Raleigh asks.
Might as well.
Raleigh's cheeks burn, but Yancy just nods.
"Yeah. Not conventional but..we had a strange childhood that pushed us together more than most and it just..happened."
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