Thinking about the future can be as dangerous as thinking about the past. They're both riddled with what-ifs. What if I'd done something differently? What if these plans and promises fall apart? That's why Dal tried to keep himself seated in the present. But more and more he'd been dreaming about the future... the one Gabriel spoke of where they have a life together. It's so tempting...
He doesn't realize it, but Dal's eyes widen by degrees as he stares at Gabriel. Gabriel, who's always treated him well, who's never made him feel bad about... anything, really. Gabriel, this kind-hearted man who's declaring powerful feelings without naming them. Dal blinked, unsure what to say in the face of something he's craved for most his life: someone to love him.
So instead of saying anything, he simply flung his thin arms around Gabriel's neck and nodded silently. Yes. That's alright with him. More than alright!
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He doesn't realize it, but Dal's eyes widen by degrees as he stares at Gabriel. Gabriel, who's always treated him well, who's never made him feel bad about... anything, really. Gabriel, this kind-hearted man who's declaring powerful feelings without naming them. Dal blinked, unsure what to say in the face of something he's craved for most his life: someone to love him.
So instead of saying anything, he simply flung his thin arms around Gabriel's neck and nodded silently. Yes. That's alright with him. More than alright!