Joe turns his head to lean into Nicky's touch, covering Nicky's hand with his and kissing his fingers. He's tender even now, even with anger simmering right under his skin, unwilling to be curt with the man he loves.
"Come on, then," he prompts gently, giving Nicky a little push towards the bathroom. They can crowd close in the small room and lock the door, another defense between them and the outside world.
Joe exhales slowly at the request, his hands coming to rest on Nicky's hips, holding him tight. He cannot deny Nicky this, though he fears voicing his anger will give it too much power. "He betrayed us," he says, his voice very low, dark eyes staring into Nicky's. "After all this time. Everything we've done for him. He sold us out. Both of us, when he knows..." Joe has to swallow down the painful lump in his throat. "He knows what it would do to us, if one of us didn't make it out alive."
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"Come on, then," he prompts gently, giving Nicky a little push towards the bathroom. They can crowd close in the small room and lock the door, another defense between them and the outside world.
Joe exhales slowly at the request, his hands coming to rest on Nicky's hips, holding him tight. He cannot deny Nicky this, though he fears voicing his anger will give it too much power. "He betrayed us," he says, his voice very low, dark eyes staring into Nicky's. "After all this time. Everything we've done for him. He sold us out. Both of us, when he knows..." Joe has to swallow down the painful lump in his throat. "He knows what it would do to us, if one of us didn't make it out alive."