A nod and he parrots back the word just as soft. Vulnerable. He could be vulnerable with Tommy. With Max, too. He leans into the proper hug and sighs like it’s a comfort. It is. He loves this. He loves Tommy holding him like he matters. "I won’t break you. Or, I’ll try not to."

He doesn’t want to do that. Not to Tommy. It’s only a matter of time until he fucks up though.

"Yeah? Even if it’s a little bit like loving a cactus that still has some spines on it?"