"No, I -- " Darling watches Tom's fingers move over his hand, rather than try to meet his gaze. He feels warm, his cheeks and the edges of his ears going a little pink as Tom talks about the little observations he's made about him. Things Darling had never really realized about himself.
"I didn't know," he says softly, setting his hand on top of Tom's, trapping the artist's hand between both of his. "But thank you.
And you're right, I don't want to see you hidden away. You deserve to be able to shine, too."
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"I didn't know," he says softly, setting his hand on top of Tom's, trapping the artist's hand between both of his. "But thank you.
And you're right, I don't want to see you hidden away. You deserve to be able to shine, too."
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