[Chuck settles his eyes on Mike's still, mostly because he's stuck. Like they drove to this one moment, to this exact second, and then they hit the breaks, they pressed the pause button and they can't do anything but linger their sight and their breath on the other.
He watches the wrinkles around Mike's eyes tense and expand, watches as they reveal themselves with every shift of Mike's gaze, and when it lowers to that curve in his jaw, and before Chuck can help himself, he's licking his own lips nervously, leaving them barely parted.
He feels his own body tense up again, shoulders riding up the sheets and hands clasped one over the other in an awkward hold over his chest. He doesn't dare move more than that, even though he feels the urge to, the urge to lean closer and snake his fingers around Mike's neck, bringing their breaths and their skins closer together.]
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He watches the wrinkles around Mike's eyes tense and expand, watches as they reveal themselves with every shift of Mike's gaze, and when it lowers to that curve in his jaw, and before Chuck can help himself, he's licking his own lips nervously, leaving them barely parted.
He feels his own body tense up again, shoulders riding up the sheets and hands clasped one over the other in an awkward hold over his chest. He doesn't dare move more than that, even though he feels the urge to, the urge to lean closer and snake his fingers around Mike's neck, bringing their breaths and their skins closer together.]