Suddenly, Bones was holding him. It made his body complain more then a little, but he didn't care in the least. His right arm came up and clutched to Bones' back, holding as tightly as he could (enough to set his arm shaking, and the grip was weak). He leaned into that body heat, breathing him in.
The tiniest sound left him, just a weak breath, and he tried to tell Bones with it that he didn't want Bones to leave. He'd rather be in pain (and conscious) and know this was real then his dreams.
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Suddenly, Bones was holding him. It made his body complain more then a little, but he didn't care in the least. His right arm came up and clutched to Bones' back, holding as tightly as he could (enough to set his arm shaking, and the grip was weak). He leaned into that body heat, breathing him in.
The tiniest sound left him, just a weak breath, and he tried to tell Bones with it that he didn't want Bones to leave. He'd rather be in pain (and conscious) and know this was real then his dreams.