[Hector shudders. Like it drives Everett wild to be loved and to be missed, being regarded as someone precious, someone vital, is like a drug to Hector.]
...want you...immeasurably...more than anything....
[He wishes there was some pet name, some sweet word of affection he could offer Everett in return to show him how much he likes it. But Hector’s never been one to use such things, and now they are unpracticed on his tongue.]
Yes...love it, love you...my Everett...
[It’s the best he can come up with when he’s still so swept up in the euphoria of their mutual confessions.]
no subject
...want you...immeasurably...more than anything....
[He wishes there was some pet name, some sweet word of affection he could offer Everett in return to show him how much he likes it. But Hector’s never been one to use such things, and now they are unpracticed on his tongue.]
Yes...love it, love you...my Everett...
[It’s the best he can come up with when he’s still so swept up in the euphoria of their mutual confessions.]