Hex kissed him, eagerly at first, then softer. Softer, tender.
"I'm so glad," he replied. " I'm glad you're here. I really missed you."
He thought that maybe if he could write a song the way Nyx could, he could
tell him how it was so much deeper than just missing him. It was a longing,
an ache, an absence he felt like a hole in his chest. The constant fear Nyx
simply wouldn't ever come back. He had faith, but he also had fear.
Willy could have kept him. Forbidden him. They could have gone back to the
fae lands and Hex might age and die while they took a holiday. Fear ate at
him the longer he'd been away.
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Hex kissed him, eagerly at first, then softer. Softer, tender.
"I'm so glad," he replied. " I'm glad you're here. I really missed you."
He thought that maybe if he could write a song the way Nyx could, he could tell him how it was so much deeper than just missing him. It was a longing, an ache, an absence he felt like a hole in his chest. The constant fear Nyx simply wouldn't ever come back. He had faith, but he also had fear.
Willy could have kept him. Forbidden him. They could have gone back to the fae lands and Hex might age and die while they took a holiday. Fear ate at him the longer he'd been away.
But the best Hex could do was-
"I missed you so much. I love you, yeah?"