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significance

"Why did you do that?"
Thomas breathed into the brunette's hair, not feeling like letting go anytime soon. He wasn't going to, because

Oh, how he enjoyed this robust sensation of holding a dear one close.
"Why? Why? Please answer me-"

"There was something on the tire and then they came out of nowhere!"
Was all Dylan could heartily say, and
Thomas felt Dylan's breath on his neck, feeling like he was about to have the biggest loss in history. His heart was beating fast, and his fingers shook with his adrenaline as he thought of seeing Dylan's bleeding body. But it didn't happen, and Dylan was okay. He had to keep telling himself that, or else... He'd go mad.
"You can't do that. At least wake me up next time."

He rubbed Dylan's back because he knew that also gave Dylan a fright. A big one, considering their hearts were still beating out of their chests. This hug held quite the significance, quite a lot because it was scared. It was a hug of fearing that they'd lose the other, and after their talks, and laughs, gazes and faces, it was just too much to watch the other go. Remembering what was lost in the fire, and scavenging it was something. Something they couldn't let go.
"Just- are you okay? Are you hurt? What-"
The britt broke into a panic, realizing he could have been scratched and started patting down his whole body, reluctantly letting go of the hug

"I'm fine, I'm fine."
And Dylan pulled him back into that hug of importance, the hug of fear and gratefulness. they had each other, and at this moment they wouldn't have it anyway.

"I'm okay."

That last whisper sent Thomas into overdrive, and he almost burst into tears for a reason he didn't fucking know of. He couldn't even have maybe's because... There were none. He didn't know why he'd cry, but he felt like it. The need only progressed as he felt Dylan didn't want to let go, and he remembered all of those hugs in middle school. Those fun moments of rule breaking, being sad together, doing everything together. Then those hugs after. Those hugs that reassured the other they'd be okay. This was no different. It didn't matter they hadn't talked in three years, because they were here now. The old friendship had already come back, and Thomas was more than gratified to be the reason Dylan was smiling.

"Mums at WICKED"

and suddenly, the hug got so much better. So much more passion and purpose.