Of course he could leave. Liam wouldn't try to force him to stay, wouldn't stop him from leaving. He was still surprised that Riley was here, that he'd come at all. It was finally dawning on him that Riley had come all this way through the wind and rain for his sake, and he didn't know how to handle that, the idea that anyone would come for him.
He met the next kiss and the next, melting more and more into Riley. His guardian angel indeed. Liam could almost believe something like that, could almost allow himself to hope that there was some part of him worth saving, something in him that could deserve redemption, could be redeemed. His fingers slipped into damp hair, holding, gentle, careful.
"You taste like the storm..." Like a baptism that could wash away every last one of his sins. He leaned back enough to seek out Riley's eyes with his own. "Let's get you into something dry."
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Date: 2025-06-03 01:02 am (UTC)He met the next kiss and the next, melting more and more into Riley. His guardian angel indeed. Liam could almost believe something like that, could almost allow himself to hope that there was some part of him worth saving, something in him that could deserve redemption, could be redeemed. His fingers slipped into damp hair, holding, gentle, careful.
"You taste like the storm..." Like a baptism that could wash away every last one of his sins. He leaned back enough to seek out Riley's eyes with his own. "Let's get you into something dry."