Gabe could barely even feel joy for the sheer, massed weight of the relief, but it was curling around the edges of him, and it felt like William sounded, warm and soft and perfect.
He opened his eyes, and William was right there. Right there and so fucking beautiful and Gabe didn't even think, didn't want to think, just tilted his head the little required to touch his mouth to the corner of William's eclipsing grin. To catch William's bottom lip lightly between his own. To find out what that joy tasted like as well.