#**rory

♘  - A piggyback ride

“You’re not going to tell anyone if I end up throwing my back out from this, are you?” Robin asked, mostly in joke, halfway serious. The boy didn’t weigh nearly as much as necessary to truly throw him off, but it was something he couldn’t remember having done with another person ever since Wren’s infancy. And even those memories were hard to come by. It was almost comfortable, carrying Rory, no matter how little responsive the boy was, what with their body temperature being so similar. With the knowledge that he was trusted enough for the other’s body to relax, let himself be taken away.