Tim kisses Matt as long as he physically can, until he's forced to pull back and breathe. And even then, he stays close, his forehead resting lightly against Matt's. He's aware of the fact that they're both still exposed, clothes still rumpled and not done up, but Tim can't bring himself to care.
Right now, all he cares about is Matt, and how much he loves him, and how fast his heart is beating and how he knows Matt can hear it, and how he can't possibly bring himself to care about that, either.
This is something he never thought he'd be able to have. Maybe it's messy and rocky, maybe they fight, maybe Matt has a white-hot anger that honestly rattles Tim to his bones. Maybe it'll end in the blink of an eye, when one of them gets taken out doing what they believe in most. But that makes him that more determined to hold onto it with everything he's got.
"It was all you," Tim murmurs, kissing Matt on the mouth again before shifting, sitting down on the couch directly beside Matt, with hardly any room between them at all.
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Date: 2016-09-02 04:58 am (UTC)Right now, all he cares about is Matt, and how much he loves him, and how fast his heart is beating and how he knows Matt can hear it, and how he can't possibly bring himself to care about that, either.
This is something he never thought he'd be able to have. Maybe it's messy and rocky, maybe they fight, maybe Matt has a white-hot anger that honestly rattles Tim to his bones. Maybe it'll end in the blink of an eye, when one of them gets taken out doing what they believe in most. But that makes him that more determined to hold onto it with everything he's got.
"It was all you," Tim murmurs, kissing Matt on the mouth again before shifting, sitting down on the couch directly beside Matt, with hardly any room between them at all.