"I hope not. I think that somehow, the two of us will always find away back to each other. We are locked in each other's orbit, and one cannot shake the other free."
More than anything, he wants to wrap around Will and hold him for a long, long time. To press his palm against the scar on his stomach and inhale his scent and know that Will is here and whole and here with him.
For now he ducks his head to press his nose against Will's neck and closes his eyes with a sigh. "It will not happen here. There is no one to chase us."