#bee bait

physically Cannot Stop Thinking About the way Eliot GRIPS Paul in his hug in the walk in the woods job. like he would pry open his own ribs to keep Paul safe with his own body. like he’s gotta breathe him wholly into his lungs to really prove he’s alive and this isn’t a dream. that voice crack on “why didn’t you tell me? me?” and then hand on the back of Paul’s neck clutching him tighter and Eliot’s other hand braced on the tree to hold him steady, hold them both steady, like are you kidding me