[Cater doesn't resist being pulled into Trey's arms. Despite having let him in, though, it's still a little hard for him to process. How is it he can be so scared of something that feels so nice? In his weakness, all he can do is cry into Trey's uniform until he's too exhausted to cry anymore.
Once the wracking sobs leave him, Cater tries and subtly bring a hand up to wipe at his face.]
Thank you.
[The voices of thousands of critics haven't silenced, but they've become a muffled roar underneath his tiredness. Slowly, Cater starts to relax just a little bit more.]
I'm sorry, I know that it can't be easy to deal with me when I'm like this.
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Once the wracking sobs leave him, Cater tries and subtly bring a hand up to wipe at his face.]
Thank you.
[The voices of thousands of critics haven't silenced, but they've become a muffled roar underneath his tiredness. Slowly, Cater starts to relax just a little bit more.]
I'm sorry, I know that it can't be easy to deal with me when I'm like this.