Five Acts Meme List!
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My Five Themes/Kinks01
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Owen is curled up behind the reception desk, knees to chest, hands pressed tightly over ears. Everyone is standing around, no one is doing anything, just staring, just murmuring, someone is even flipping through some damn PTSD book, and Mark pushes his way through.
Kneeling on the floor, Mark keeps his hands at his sides. He doesn't to flip through some book to know that's a good idea.
"Owen?" he says carefully, remaining still until Owen meets his eyes.
"Former soldier," Owen whispers, hands kneading themselves together. "He served two tours in Iraq, got home yesterday. This morning he goes to get breakfast for his wife and little girl, surprise them, you know? And he walks into a holdup." His eyes involuntarily focus on the sheet-covered body a few feet away.
"It's not fair," Mark says softly. Owen shakes his head once, twice, and then Mark wraps his arms around him. Owen folds into him, hands still clenching and unclenching at his sides as he presses his face into Mark's shoulder.
"I want to be safe," Owen whispers into Mark's skin. "I want to be back from there, and be here, and not be afraid anymore."
"I know," Mark murmurs, "I know," rocking them gently back and forth, fingers rubbing expert circles up and down Owen's neck.
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