Reaching High

now there's a space too wide

...and it feels wrong to deny that if you feel it too.

And so he did. Or rather, didn't. Stepping forward in an easy pace that eliminated the space between them, one of Remi's hands, sure and strong, reached forward to tangle in Sam's hair. It was meant as much to protect the back of his head as Remi's body forced him back against the shelf, as it was to keenly pull Sam towards him. Cutting off the words Remi tried to silence the bookmaker with his lips, eyelashes fluttering down to prevent unshed tears from disappearing down his cheeks.

His body roused and butterflies that quickly turned to fire flit through his system. The flush of colour on his cheeks caused by emotional turmoil now flared brighter, his fingers coiling against the back of Sam's head confident and yet somehow still gentle. His other hand snaked around the small of Sam's back, insistent but kind even as his breath became ragged and he pulled back with a swift and surprised inhale.

For a moment he just breathed, confused by the sudden nearness of Sam and the tingle on his lips.

"Nothing can change the past."

that's left us with wondering eyes

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