Tuck sniffed hard, trying to keep the tears from spilling over, as Will heaped affection onto him. Will was right too. Of course he was. He had worked hard for those kids, and to pull himself out of the drug-addled breakdown he'd immersed himself in when his kids had been ripped from him.
And Will had first-named him, which Tuck loved. He smiled fondly, even if his eyes were still a little bright, and he leaned his head against Will's. "Thank you," he whispered. "I really needed to hear that." Will was being so attentive and loving, and Tuck lived for it.
"I- I am glad I'm at least realising all of this now. I'm sure there are things I do in our relationship because of this. I need to- I need to talk to my therapist about it. Try to work it all out. I don't want to keep bringing that baggage into it. You're so supportive and wonderful. You don't deserve that."