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this.He woke up feeling a bit disorientated, vaguely remembering regaining consciousness some time during the night and after a few words from the doctor, falling into a restless sleep again. The pain was still there, but nowhere near as bad as it had been when he firs woke up last night. Grateful for small favors, Patrick allowed the nurse
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He glanced down at the iPod clutched in Patrick's fingers and back up at the tear-streaked face. He slowly sunk down onto the arm of the chair, eyes fixed to the older man's face, and sat, waiting out the storm that was raging in front of him. One hand nervously rubbed up and down his thigh, the other rested on the bed, not touching Patrick, just waiting.
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The music faded away and Patrick, aware of Brendan's presence but not quite able to make himself look at the man, after aimlessly rubbing at his eyes, blindly reached for Brendan's hand.
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Not one.
Ever.
He tried to blink away his own tears before Patrick looked up, heel of his free hand quickly brushing across his eyelids.
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He swallowed hard, an attempt to choke back the tears but when he couldn't, he tilted his head and looked at Brendan, an almost helpless look crossing his face as he did. Not understanding how a bloody song could get him to this point and not knowing how to make it stop, he turned to the one person who perhaps would.
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All he could do for a moment was return the gaze, their eyes locked, silent messages being exchanged. When what seemed like an age had passed Brendan leaned down before he even realised he was moving. Eyes still fixed on Patrick's until it was physically impossible, Brendan pressed a kiss to Patrick's forehead, holding it there for a moment. He pulled back far enough to lower his head till their foreheads rested against each other, Brendan's eyes closed this time.
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Not now though.
Because whereas the tears wouldn't stop, the words wouldn't come. He found his throat obstructed and decided it could wait. Because right now, this, just being here with Brendan like this, was enough. More than he'd ever dreamed of over the years, more than he'd ever expected these past months.
And definitely more than he deserved altogether.
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Love you.
"You OK?"
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"You're going to be," he said firmly, yet softly. His hand squeezed back, and his eyes fixed on Patrick's. "You're going to be OK, alright?" he repeated.
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"I'm not sure this is a good thing or not, to be honest," he admitted, after taking another shaky breath, after all in the past crying had meant a lot, but never anything good.
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"I don't know either, but just want you to know that, be it good or not I'm still here."
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"When y' ready," he muttered, keeping his gaze fixed on Patrick's.
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It was only fair to give Brendan all the information, he deserved that much and even if it meant Brendan leaving him again, Patrick knew he had some things he needed to tell Brendan. "Don't think I'm quite up to it right now, though," he murmured, his voice still barely audible.
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"Didn't realise it was going to cause all this," he added with a small laugh, indicating the player. "Just thought it might help you sleep or whatever, with the movies, and all."
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