"Nooo, it's not. Fuck- I'm sor--" He blinks when his name is shouted like a sudden awareness. And then Ben is--
Ben is touching him. Ben is hugging him.
And for a second he can't even breathe, can't respond, frozen for a beat before his arms remember how to work and he clings back tightly, tears swelled in his eyes. "Holyshit, Ben. Am I- is it- Fuck, I'm glad you're here." He won't let go until Ben decides he needs to.
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Ben is touching him.
Ben is hugging him.
And for a second he can't even breathe, can't respond, frozen for a beat before his arms remember how to work and he clings back tightly, tears swelled in his eyes. "Holyshit, Ben. Am I- is it- Fuck, I'm glad you're here." He won't let go until Ben decides he needs to.