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[reformingfury]

Dave wakes up groggy and sore in the infirmary the day after Halloween. He barely remembers what followed after the shed. How he got here, if he was brought by a friend or if he walked in in a near-catatonic daze after he emptied his stomach, not even who bandaged up his burnt and scratched up skin. Looking around him, he hopes that he’ll at least know that Maxxie and the rest are fine. And that whoever he talks to can tell him that he wasn’t wrong in what he did. That it wasn’t real. That what Dave did was just in self defense and an accident. That he isn’t actually a killer.

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[just_dance_it]

He tightens his arm around Dave when the other boy moves into him, happy to offer that little bit of physical support. He's not a shrink or great with words; hugs, however, he's pretty experienced with.

Squeezing Dave's hand, Maxxie presses a kiss to his forehead and holds him. "Keep telling yourself it's not real. Don't let it get at you. You can do that. I know you can, yeah?"

[reformingfury]

"Yeah. Yeah, I can." It's going to be hard, and he knows that there will be nights like the ones they've been having over the past month to come. But he knows that he can do it now. Maxxie's here, still holding him, believing in him. Reminding him of what was real and what isn't so that they can keep moving on. As long as he has that, he'll be fine. And the reason for that is even more overwhelming than it was before when they were running in the caves. So much so that the words just pull themselves out of his mouth.

"I love you."

[just_dance_it]

The words knock the breath right out of him and Maxxie can't respond for a second. He doesn't have the physical ability to, though there's really little doubt in his head. It's just been such a long 24 hours, a long month, a long year, that his body can't keep up with the rest of him sometimes.

"I love you, too." He has to force the words out, his voice rough and not so smooth at all, but he means them. It's scary and he means them. "And I know you're gonna be alright."

[reformingfury]

Dave brushes his lips against Maxxie's temple again and tries to not think how much this sucks. He's happy that Maxxie love him too. He didn't really doubt that at all after last night, though there was the fear of him leaving after telling him how it all ended.

But this shouldn't have been the sort of circumstances in which those words were said. They should have been just elated to be alive and relishing the feel of one another in his head, but that's not at all what happened. It's as if the weight of everything that happened dragged down this moment and he hates it so much.

It makes him feel even more exhausted.

Dave gives Maxxie's hand another squeeze and leans back against the bed. "I think I'm going to try to sleep again. Body still feels like shit, and maybe it would do us some good. ,,,Will you stay here with me?"

[just_dance_it]

It's not going to be the most comfortable fit in the world, the clinic bed not made for two people, but there's no place else Maxxie wants to be than curled up against the warmth of his boyfriend. He nods silently and kisses Dave's temple before settling in properly at his side.

"I'll be here," he promises. "Until you feel better."