You said those words to me then, too. [ Drift whispers, thinking out loud as so many bittersweet memories this Ratchet had yet to share with him—might never if it all worked out.
He doesn't believe he has the strength to lose Ratchet again. In his darkest moments, he found himself wishing the death had been sudden. At least then, he would have had the numbing shock to soften the blow. Instead, death had been a long shadow over both of them for more than either of their sparks could take. From the diagnosis and later the palliative care that had caused more fights than Drift was prepared to admit to. He wants to say they spent every last waking moment together in poignant bliss, but that would have been a lie. It wouldn't have been them and all their combined stubbornness.
At Ratchet's request, Drift rose on his knees, regaining the height he typically had over him. Drift canted his head to relish the touch against his face a moment longer before pulling away, holding Ratchet's chin between his thumb and forefinger, tilting his face to meet his gaze. He holds Ratchet like that for a long moment. Not saying a word, staring intently and taking in a sight he never thought he'd be lucky enough to have again. ]
And I'll do everything I can to see that we have that time. [ Drift intones before drawing Ratchet in close and kissing him deeply. ]
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He doesn't believe he has the strength to lose Ratchet again. In his darkest moments, he found himself wishing the death had been sudden. At least then, he would have had the numbing shock to soften the blow. Instead, death had been a long shadow over both of them for more than either of their sparks could take. From the diagnosis and later the palliative care that had caused more fights than Drift was prepared to admit to. He wants to say they spent every last waking moment together in poignant bliss, but that would have been a lie. It wouldn't have been them and all their combined stubbornness.
At Ratchet's request, Drift rose on his knees, regaining the height he typically had over him. Drift canted his head to relish the touch against his face a moment longer before pulling away, holding Ratchet's chin between his thumb and forefinger, tilting his face to meet his gaze. He holds Ratchet like that for a long moment. Not saying a word, staring intently and taking in a sight he never thought he'd be lucky enough to have again. ]
And I'll do everything I can to see that we have that time. [ Drift intones before drawing Ratchet in close and kissing him deeply. ]