Re: Ben & Bryn
Ben didn't say anything, just let Bryn pull him down. This time he leaned into the hug, seeking warmth that wasn't right, and comfort that would never come. He shuddered, tears leaking out of his eyes without permission. He buried his face in Bryn's shoulder, oblivious of the picture they made.
"Ronan," he gasped out again, squeezing his eyes shut against the pain. It was physical, like a thousand knives plunging into his heart over and over, without rest. He realized then that he still hadn't seen his dad, and it made everything worse.