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There was nothing quite like being home, even after everything. There was nothing quite like having the excuse of training to miss classes either. He'd been offered assistance, they'd offered to deliver his bags to his room, but after over a week in the beautiful open spaces of rural Nepal, all he wanted to do was walk. Walking back to his dorm would help him get back into the flow of school. Help him drift back down to his life. There was a lot left to work through. He still had to talk to Julian, though he felt perhaps things with Kevin were slowly reverting to normal. Or what was normal for them.

Julian was another matter entirely. Other than a few minutes on his birthday before Josh had to leave for the airfield, they hadn't had any real contact. No talks, no touches, and always that kiss. Josh could still feel the passion of it when he closed his eyes. Sometimes, he didn't even have to go that far. Julian couldn't possibly ignore him forever. There was only so much running his best friend could do before he backed himself into a corner and people started ducking for cover.

He smiled slightly at the thought. Julian wasn't anywhere near as grouchy and uncaring as he liked to put on. Knowing that, knowing he was still privileged enough to see that, warmed him.

He began to wonder if maybe he should have taken the agents up on that offer though, after a while. He'd come back with considerably more than he'd left with. Lifting and balancing aside, there were still other objects and doors and the like to contend with. It struck him as odd that this being a ritual, had gotten so difficult when it was as it always had been. Then he remembered. He usually came home with Julian. And Julian's tk could compensate for anything.

Sighing, and missing him for far more than his lifting capabilities, Josh trudged along. Determined to get back before there was no one around to ask to hold open the door.