[Action] 5/5 done
[And he slides his arms around Axel's waist, finally speaking in a near-whisper.] It's alright. [He's not sure what exactly he's referring to: the touch, the misunderstandings, the ill-timed silences, the history stretching back years of not saying what he actually means, for being--]
[--for being a hassle, in the words of his fifteen-year-old self. His other's fifteen-year-old self. If there was really ever a difference. He really doesn't know anymore]