velvettclaws
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It's some time in the dark that something shifts in a soft way, reaching for Jesse with a certainty, with intent, stretched digits pressing into the man's palm before finding their way between the spaces of his fingers and curling, anchoring gently, lovingly, rough thumb stroking against his wrist.
A small frown and grunt are the first sign of his wakefulness, the adoring touch a gentle stimulation to ease him into a state of clarity. It’s a gradual climb from the depths of his nightmare, but gladly welcomed all the same, and his body shifts without conscious thought, nuzzling his chin to their clasped hands.
‘Gabe…?’ His voice is tired from fitful sleep, but he offers a lopsided grin to the dark regardless. ‘Hey darlin’, didn’t think you were comin’ ‘round tonight…You ok?’