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So... up the stairs they go, mostly side by side. Mark lags by a step or two.
There is a persistent silence.
"I... didn't think you'd react the way you did," he says finally. "I mean, I thought you might—that there might be something there, but not that you'd actually."
first-and-final
"I love you too," says Stalas, and when this does not produce an immediate explosion of tears, he follows up with a gentle kiss.
unmarred
Mark hugs him some more, this time careful not to add to his bruises any further.
"Do you want to get dressed and go downstairs?"
"Do you want to get dressed and go downstairs?"
first-and-final
"As opposed to staying here and doing most of that over again? Yeah, all right," he says. "We can always come back up. Particularly if Miles is a tough sell on letting you follow me following him home. Give him some time to get used to the idea."
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