Well if you wanted honesty (that's all you had to say)

"He slumps against you now, once everything is set and done, leaning his sweaty forehead against your shoulder. His bangs, wet cold from the rain outside, tickle at your back. You don't think much of it when you settle a hand on his back, nearly cradling him. He needs the comfort just as much as you do."

A series of one shots loosely interconnected. Irregular updates