Why was it that he hadn't turned to Percy about this from the start when he made everything feel so much better? Not good, far from good, but better.
Because he'd been an idiot, but then he preferred not to think about that.
'I'm so glad you're here,' he said, burying his face in the crook of Percy's neck, drawing in the scent of him. 'And I know I couldn't have picked a better person to be a family with,' he added when he looked up again. 'You probably could have, or at least someone with a bit less baggage, but I'm glad you didn't.'