there wasn't a single soul that had lost their will to hope for the sick. calum was do happy, carefree until he had multiple trips to the hospital, multiple and unbearable sessions of pain that had overtaken the last few months of his life.
luke, in grief and loss of his boyfriend, had looked upon another boy for comfort. he didn't know what he was doing per say, he wanted the comfort that he was willing to offer. At the end of the day he felt the warmth of strong arms and hot breath on his neck, because after a long day, a long funeral, he needed someone to hold him and tell him it was okay.
