[Yes, he had been stricken with grief and absolutely distraught only a short amount of time ago, but having people to talk to, friends that worried about him and insisted on coming to see him to make sure he was okay ... That had been what'd initially calmed his distressed state.
And Hunk had been one of those people; someone that truly cared about his well-being, despite it having no actual benefit to them. True friends were selfless and he'd experienced that here today, like a page from his own book. The thought almost makes tears spring to his eyes again, but he squeezes them shut, shakes his head and drops back against Hunk's shoulder.
He's a little bewildered at Hunk's abrupt turn of the head, though he isn't all there mentally and he's nowhere near as observant as he normally is. Of course, that doesn't mean his curiosity is entirely sated.]
Are you okay? [he inquires under his breath, trying to keep his gaze focused on Hunk's face, but he can't keep himself from yawning, which makes him briefly twist away so he can cover his mouth.
Once his tiredness had been forced back down, he returns his attention to the other male, that half-smile creasing his features once more. He's exhausted, but he wants to hear this and any other stories that Hunk's willing to tell him.] I don't. Please, tell me.
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And Hunk had been one of those people; someone that truly cared about his well-being, despite it having no actual benefit to them. True friends were selfless and he'd experienced that here today, like a page from his own book. The thought almost makes tears spring to his eyes again, but he squeezes them shut, shakes his head and drops back against Hunk's shoulder.
He's a little bewildered at Hunk's abrupt turn of the head, though he isn't all there mentally and he's nowhere near as observant as he normally is. Of course, that doesn't mean his curiosity is entirely sated.]
Are you okay? [he inquires under his breath, trying to keep his gaze focused on Hunk's face, but he can't keep himself from yawning, which makes him briefly twist away so he can cover his mouth.
Once his tiredness had been forced back down, he returns his attention to the other male, that half-smile creasing his features once more. He's exhausted, but he wants to hear this and any other stories that Hunk's willing to tell him.] I don't. Please, tell me.