/silently, he calms down. Taking a deep breath, he shudders, letting it all out as he curls around the other
Uh huh. Cause I’m a good boy. I don’t have to go back until I’m ready.
/he’s really just forcing himself to calm down, but it works.
/continues rubbing his back, rocking him a little
Yes, you are a good boy. A very good boy.
Shhhh, calm. Uncle’s here.
/he goes quiet, just letting the other rock him, letting his eyes flutter shut as he’s held.
I love you. I love you, Uncle. Love you so much. Thank you for being with me.
I’m…tired. Can you put me to bed, please?