Yeah, well I don't. [his fingers curl thoughtfully into Sammy's hair and he shuts his eyes a he frown passes, tight, over them.] Figure your owed five years' worth so quit worryin' about it, will ya? Got eyes an ears around you; me. [his lips round over his throat softly an he sighs, a yawn somewhere in there as he shifts closer.] Mm.
[Sam sighs quietly into the touch.] Got you back. That's all I ever needed. [He leans in for another kiss. Every touch was a reassurance, a comfort. Anything to drive back the cold.] I love you.
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