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Glitch had swum for hours, chasing fish and insects and bubbles and sunbeams. Eventually, worn out and tired, he had swum to shore and curled up on the bank on the sun warmed pebbles, grumbling about his lack of coat until he fell asleep.

He woke up with Rennie shaking him, a scolding voice telling him he had to come in, he was all wet and dirty and needed a bath and clean clothes, and was she going to have to strap him in the chair.

Glitch reacted predictably.

He screamed at her, judo flipped her while sitting down, dove into the water, swam to a far edge and took off.

Rennie asked Cain to go find Glitch and bring him in before he froze or hurt himself.

Glitch had retreated to the rotunda, sitting on the seat and swinging himself back and forth, watching the sun setting on the lake. He was soaking wet again, but his trembling didn't seem to worry him at all.

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He smiles, breathing deep, just letting another wave of comfort slip over him like a blanket.

"It's about damn time."

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"About time what?" He snuggles in a bit closer.

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"It's about time someone counted the ways for you. Told you all those things you should've heard a bunch of times already."

He doesn't think he knows the words, but that won't stop him trying. "You have a great smile, with these beautiful laugh lines that lead right up to your eyes. I like how dark they are. That they're big and warm when it matters, and full of fiery determination when that matters. I like that you keep surprising me. I thought I'd seen it all, and there you go, proving me wrong time and again."

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Glitch almost says that maybe someone did and he doesn't remember, but that doesn't feel right to him. He knows they didn't. He was loved and he was wanted, but he never had anyone special like that.

Like this.

"Thank you," he says sincerely.

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"You're welcome."

This is the best he's felt after dark in a very long time, feeling no need to escape to the outdoors. He's perfect right where he is.

He hugs Glitch impossibly closer, one hand moving up his back in firm strokes until he can tangle his fingers in dark, dark curls.

"You know what's most important to me, Glitch?"

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Glitch is sinking and relaxing. He's used to this. On the road, with Wyatt and DG and Raw, he often woke up cuddled into someone. Raw a lot of the time, the viewer reflecting his own desire to be warm back at him. DG and Wyatt as well, just close enough to feel warm.

He hums questioningly, opening his eyes from half closed. "What?"

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"Not your marbles or your courage, but your heart. Your heart is in the right place."

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"So's yours, Wyatt, when you let it be." He closes his eyes again. "You should invite... oh bugger." He knows who he wants to say. "The... person. He's important. He has your eyes."

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"Jeb? My son."

He blinks, not sure where Glitch is going with this. "You really want him to come here?"

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"Jeb! That's him!" He knew one of them would click on.

"He should. You need time together, and I've gone dragging you up here. And he needs a break."

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"Short for Jebediah, but..." 'Jeb' just stuck. He clears his throat quietly, following another line of thought.

"I farspoke with him earlier tonight, actually. I needed some advice...about you. And feeling strange around you, what I should do about it. Told me to go for it, life's too short."

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"Jebediah..." He rolls the name. "I'm more likely to remember Jeb."

Glitch smiles slightly. "He's not at me, for being here with you?"

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"Jeb's good. It's what we've always called him."

Again he thinks he could kiss that smile, right here and now. It's precisely what he does, finding the soft lips unerringly even with his eyes closed. His hand moves up to comb through the soft, damp hair by his temples, and he sighs deeply. It's answer enough.

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Glitch's eyes close as he's kissed, lashes fluttering at the soft, gentle press of lips. It's all the answer he needs. Jeb's okay with them, or Wyatt wouldn't be so okay with them.

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To have a warm body in his arms again, lips on his lips, a handful of hair in his hand and bunched up clothes in the other, Wyatt moans softly. It's so different from what he remembers it; all angles, no curves. It's so familiar, so very much the same; just as heavy, just as good, perhaps even just as slow and careful as every last one of his relationships started. He hasn't had many, but they were all women. That Glitch very much isn't is new.

It's exciting. Nerve-wrecking.

He's hot.

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It's all wonderfully new to Glitch. There's sparks of sensory memory, but he has no memory of anything so good, so warm and close and good.

He's never been touched with so much love before.

He gasps slightly.

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That sound alone sends fire down his spine to pool in his stomach and further down between his legs, and that sparks a twinge of embarrassment that's gone as quickly as it showed its ugly face.

There's nothing to be ashamed of here.

The only problem is, they're moving too fast. Or they will be, if this goes any further than kisses. "Glitch."

Does this stop him from stealing more kisses? It most certainly does not.

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"Mm?" He hums softly, leaning back only to be kissed again. He grins at the kiss and cants his head. "Yes, Wyatt?"

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He smiles wryly, shrugging. "I have no idea. I just... I don't want to rush into things. But I think maybe I am."

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"You are?" They're just kisses they're sharing. "Do you mean after Adora or just a general, get off my lap Glitch?"

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"Both? Except for the get off my lap part." It's a good place for Glitch to be, very good in fact.

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"Oh good, I like being here. You're very comfortable." He snuggled himself in again. "Jeb's really okay? With us?"

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"He was okay with us even before he knew who I was getting my neck in a twist over."

He sinks deeper into the cushioned backrest, relaxes further while ignoring the heat pumping through his veins. "You should have heard him. Went from all business to curious in a matter of seconds."

Jeb had reminded him that people may start talking. One of the captains of the Royal Guard going with the Queen's (former) Advisor is just the kind of thing that would rattle more than a few tails. Wyatt knows his son's right, but right now he'd rather focus on the present.

"He couldn't really see it, or so he said. Us."

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"He couldn't really see it?" That wasn't exactly encouraging. "Does that mean we shouldn't ask him to come down here? So he doesn't have to see it?"

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"We had a long talk." And by long, he means well over the hour. "He's a very practical young man, and he didn't mean it like that."

He's stalling, and he doesn't like it one bit. "You want to know what he told me? We're an odd couple, and you and I both know he's right about that... He told me I can listen as much to my head as I want to, it won't do me any good. I have to listen to my heart, because if I don't, I'll never forgive myself. He used my own words against me, can you believe that?


"If you don't have heart, you have nothing."