Michael tightened his embrace around Raphael, holding the weeping healer tightly against his chest. He still felt tearing agony insider himself at the other's tears, but at the same time if felt so wonderful, so right to have Raphael in his arms at last.
"You're wrong, Raphael," he murmured, bending his head down to place a light kiss on the wavy copper hair. It seemed to shine even more than usually. "I do care about you. And I definitely don't want you to Fall -- I'd never want that."
For a second he tightened his embrace even more but then loosened it, fearing that he'd accidentally crush Raphael. Of course this was a rather irrational thought, seeing as the other was also an archangel, but at the moment Raphael just seemed so small and fragile and... vulnerable. Of course he'd always known that Raphael was much smaller than him, but he'd never really acknowledged it, not until now. The healer felt so very small in his arms, so easy to break. And he'd never want to hurt Raphael.
He swallowed a bit at Raphael's last words. "What is it you've been feeling, then?" he asked, not daring to hope. Hope often ended up being empty in his case, and that always hurt.
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Date: 2006-01-21 02:24 am (UTC)"You're wrong, Raphael," he murmured, bending his head down to place a light kiss on the wavy copper hair. It seemed to shine even more than usually. "I do care about you. And I definitely don't want you to Fall -- I'd never want that."
For a second he tightened his embrace even more but then loosened it, fearing that he'd accidentally crush Raphael. Of course this was a rather irrational thought, seeing as the other was also an archangel, but at the moment Raphael just seemed so small and fragile and... vulnerable. Of course he'd always known that Raphael was much smaller than him, but he'd never really acknowledged it, not until now. The healer felt so very small in his arms, so easy to break. And he'd never want to hurt Raphael.
He swallowed a bit at Raphael's last words. "What is it you've been feeling, then?" he asked, not daring to hope. Hope often ended up being empty in his case, and that always hurt.
...Well. Not daring to hope too much.