Delilah

I am stuck on the “breathe, breathe”. I’ve been stuck on it and I just cannot stop thinking about it. how can anyone? no, because listen. tk just woke up from a honest to god coma. he doesn’t know anything. he’s probably tremendously confused, scared and in his fair share of pain. and yet his eyes fixate on carlos in 0.2 seconds. and what does he do right after? he notices he is not breathing, so paralyzed by fear and self-doubt that nothing of him is moving and tk sees it, because he's so aware of him it’s more reflex than conscious thought. carlos doesn’t have to utter word for him to understand what he’s thinking, where his mind is going, and how to fix it and pull him back. they are so unbelievably seen by one another, so attuned to each other’s presence. they love each other so much, and tk knows it before he knows anything else. he just regained conciousness, merely a brush away from death, and -- and. his hand is for him to touch, to take. his head is his to kiss, if he only were to come closer. and his first words are for him, ready and willing and almost desperate in offering the reassurance he so fiercely needs. the world just came back into focus and carlos is already at the center of it.