Shit. [ Galen reaches up and quickly wipes his eyes, throat tightening. Sure, it's good to know that he has this much impact on Jesse, but -- no. That's not okay. Jesse said himself that that was a part of his life he didn't want to go through again.
He doesn't yell, but he doesn't say anything, at first. Galen gets up onto his knees and edges closer, still wary of scaring him off, then brings his hand to Jesse's unmarked cheek and kisses the fresh bruises, lips quivering. Don't fucking cry. ]
God. It's -- s'okay, baby, I'm back, I'm not going anywhere. C'mere. How -- how long ago did you take them?
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He doesn't yell, but he doesn't say anything, at first. Galen gets up onto his knees and edges closer, still wary of scaring him off, then brings his hand to Jesse's unmarked cheek and kisses the fresh bruises, lips quivering. Don't fucking cry. ]
God. It's -- s'okay, baby, I'm back, I'm not going anywhere. C'mere. How -- how long ago did you take them?