Greg encircled him, his strong arms wrapping about the frail man and he held him close. Greg's breath came in easy now, and with every breath he took in, he felt filled with Theo, over and over like a soothing, addictive drug. His nose was by Theo's head, and while Theo may not have been as clean as in the past, his aroma was one of familiarity and security and it made Greg tighten his arms about him.
"I'm okay, Theo, I'm fine. I made it. I'm not gone. Feel me. I'm here. I'm alive. I'm here, love. Salazar how I missed you," he said in an exhale, holding the now calming boy, rocking him slightly, not caring if an attendant came in or not. He moved a hand up, to find Theo's face, and he tipped back the other boy's chin. Greg's eyes feasted on Theo's face, the other boy's eyes closed even as his mouth opened and pursued, speaking over and over until Greg could stand it no more. He leaned down and crushed his lips to Theo's, to silence the madness and to kiss the man he loved.
And even as his lips locked to Theo's, Greg's arms were around the thin boy again, this time crushing him to him in his intense emotional outpouring. Something was welling up inside Greg and he found his eyes closing, squeezed tight to keep the tiny drops from spilling out.