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[ that. brings immense relief even if his heart sort of knew the answer already. it’s something— deep that’s relieved to hear it officially, he can’t explain it, enough that his shoulders give a visible untense while his back is turned to get everything and start cleaning up for real, kneeling over to the spotty places and wiping them clean. ]

I’ll make it fit. [ another smile is offered over his shoulder as he finishes getting the rest of the smears. nice and clean, now. he’ll have to wash his clothes, probably, but he can do that in the bathroom. clothes wouldn’t be a problem, he’ll sleep with his boxers and undershirt. elliot would approve.

once he’s officially done, though, he quietly, slowly bounds up to him with a slight swing in his legs, reaching over to pull elliot into a hug, and breathing softly into the head of hair he’s buried his face into: ] Thanks.

[ for everything, ever, in the history of forever. ]