I'll thank you all I want, Doppio. For everything you've done for me in the past — in those days that you knew exactly what we were, when all I had to do was ask for your help, and... and in the time after, when you didn't understand, and couldn't even begin to remember us. Even when I was nameless, faceless, untouchable, you still...
[It bubbles free, and there's no stopping it. He can sigh and bite away this train of thought. Another one takes its place.]
—And I'll thank you for every single day, every moment we shared... and for every time you did your best, for you, for me, for us — one and the same. I couldn't have asked for anyone better to share my life with.
[He tries to swallow the feelings, but it's no use. He gasps as heat rises to his face and a tinge of pink marks his cheeks beneath his freckles.]
And I am so thankful that — that you've stayed with me, despite everything that we have suffered — that I have suffered. I may never be the same. I may be beyond repair, but here you are, faithful as ever, and I...
[He leans in close, buries his face against Doppio's neck, nearly toppling him over with the movement. He presses himself flush against Doppio and murmurs words warm against his skin. Quiet. Desperate.]
...I hate this. I want it to stop. Make it stop, Doppio. Please. Could you do that for me? Turn off the lights, lock me in a room until I can't speak any longer or — or tear open my throat with your teeth and end this. Something. Anything. Not — not like this. I don't want it to be like this.
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[It bubbles free, and there's no stopping it. He can sigh and bite away this train of thought. Another one takes its place.]
—And I'll thank you for every single day, every moment we shared... and for every time you did your best, for you, for me, for us — one and the same. I couldn't have asked for anyone better to share my life with.
[He tries to swallow the feelings, but it's no use. He gasps as heat rises to his face and a tinge of pink marks his cheeks beneath his freckles.]
And I am so thankful that — that you've stayed with me, despite everything that we have suffered — that I have suffered. I may never be the same. I may be beyond repair, but here you are, faithful as ever, and I...
[He leans in close, buries his face against Doppio's neck, nearly toppling him over with the movement. He presses himself flush against Doppio and murmurs words warm against his skin. Quiet. Desperate.]
...I hate this. I want it to stop. Make it stop, Doppio. Please. Could you do that for me? Turn off the lights, lock me in a room until I can't speak any longer or — or tear open my throat with your teeth and end this. Something. Anything. Not — not like this. I don't want it to be like this.