[Jude watches him, considering. For a beat too long, and then another. There are not a lot of times when Jude shows weakness; he tries to be steady, to be sure, to be dependable. But for a moment his eyes show a painful doubt.
He wants this to be true. It's painful to be reminded of just how much he lacks.
Affection and trust for Marcus wins out, along with Jude's natural inclination towards truth. He will have to know, eventually. He reaches out, lays his palm over Marcus', wrapping his big fingers around his and letting his eyes fall shut.
He reaches out with the senses that he's used on reflex all his life, straining for something, anything at all.]
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He wants this to be true. It's painful to be reminded of just how much he lacks.
Affection and trust for Marcus wins out, along with Jude's natural inclination towards truth. He will have to know, eventually. He reaches out, lays his palm over Marcus', wrapping his big fingers around his and letting his eyes fall shut.
He reaches out with the senses that he's used on reflex all his life, straining for something, anything at all.]