This time, Athos really does laugh, tucking his face against Aramis’ neck and breathing in the scent of him, struggling to find some peace in him, and in the feel of Porthos’ arms around him. “I have missed you more, I think,” he says, hating how rough his voice sounds, even as he tries to smile.
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Date: 2015-06-03 02:07 am (UTC)