Adam lingers outside of the room, letting Gansey and Blue have their time alone and letting himself prepare to see him. He's still terrified, half-convinced they're all playing him for fools and that what's in there is an empty bed, or worse, the body of his friend laid out so that he's forced to acknowledge his crime more than he has. But he hears Gansey's voice, and then Blue calling him in, and he can't just stay here. Even if this is the last time they ever lay eyes on each other, even if Gansey comes to hate him, he needs to see him now.
He heads into the room with wary eyes, and when they're cast on his friend, his tension breaks. He doesn't care if Blue is there to see, he runs across the room and practically tackles Gansey in his bed, his hug fierce and full of everything that he can't say aloud, reaching around to hug Blue as well, savoring their warmth, their breath, their heartbeats. "You're alive." His voice is thick as he burrows his face into Gansey's neck. "You're alive."
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Date: 2015-03-22 09:13 am (UTC)He heads into the room with wary eyes, and when they're cast on his friend, his tension breaks. He doesn't care if Blue is there to see, he runs across the room and practically tackles Gansey in his bed, his hug fierce and full of everything that he can't say aloud, reaching around to hug Blue as well, savoring their warmth, their breath, their heartbeats. "You're alive." His voice is thick as he burrows his face into Gansey's neck. "You're alive."