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[mygoodsir]

That's alright.

[The touch is a greater comfort than he'd care to admit. Harry forces himself to actually look at Will, figuring he deserves that at least. His red rimmed eyes are continually oozing tears.]

Supposedly it's based on an old Victorian recipe, but I'm not sure that's true. Pretty sure they thought you were a nancy boy if you wore scent back then.

[Harry's voice is as gentle as ever, but it's hoarse.]

[disarrayed]

A nancy boy? Maybe I just associate the smell with you and disagree.

[ he pets his hair slowly, smoothing the damp curls back from harry’s forehead. when he sees the slow leak of tears he sighs, shifting in the bed to lie beside him atop the covers, leaning up on an elbow to press his lips just below the corner of a puffy eye, catching one of the tears. ]

Tell me all about it, if you’d like. If not, then I’ll read aloud to you.

[mygoodsir]

Well. I am, a bit. Hardly rugged.

[Harry closes his eyes and tries not to tremble at this display of kindness.]

I made a fool of myself. What's worse is that it was entirely pointless. I've been dumped.

My ex husband will probably fuck him, now.

[He doesn't sound angry, or even particularly self pitying. He just sounds incredibly sad and resigned.]

What did you bring to read?