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Of Innocence and Empathy: Silent Empathy
by Frogg
Spencer's skin was warm against Derek's fingers, the heavy silk of hair cool and slick as he gently ghosted a hand over the nape of Spencer's neck.
"Love you," Derek mouthed silently, watching as his friend slept heavily, the unnatural stillness due to the drugs to sleep, to ward off pain and infection.
His injured arm atop the sheet, Spencer lay on his side with his back to the door, white bandages and pale skin showing from mid-chest. The shadow of pajama bottoms showed through the plain linen.
Spencer only ever slept nude when they'd spent the night together.
Tears stung at the reminder, and Derek backed silently out of the room, shutting the door behind him.
He no longer had the right.
~~~the end~~~