But, next time. His mind kept screaming it at him. Next time, next time it wouldn't be okay. He was fooling himself.
After a lengthy internal struggle, Sam managed to shake himself out of his misery enough to begin to absorb his surroundings. He felt Gabe's hands, warm and sure on his skin. He heard the reassuring words and struggled to let himself believe them.
As much as he'd scoffed at it in rehab, he let himself grab hold of 'one day at a time' and shoved back thoughts of tomorrow or the next day. Slowly, he slumped over, settling his upper body into Gabe's lap, willing the tension in his body to ease. One hand found one of Gabe's and laced their fingers together, tucking them under his chin.
"Think I scared them," he murmured, flicking his gaze to their pups huddled on the couch. Poor guys.
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After a lengthy internal struggle, Sam managed to shake himself out of his misery enough to begin to absorb his surroundings. He felt Gabe's hands, warm and sure on his skin. He heard the reassuring words and struggled to let himself believe them.
As much as he'd scoffed at it in rehab, he let himself grab hold of 'one day at a time' and shoved back thoughts of tomorrow or the next day. Slowly, he slumped over, settling his upper body into Gabe's lap, willing the tension in his body to ease. One hand found one of Gabe's and laced their fingers together, tucking them under his chin.
"Think I scared them," he murmured, flicking his gaze to their pups huddled on the couch. Poor guys.