Would Ed want some privacy? Joe rocked on his feet. Should he leave the room? Probably. No way his lover would want Joe to see him cry, but fuck it…he didn’t want to leave him alone, so put a reassuring hand on his shoulder.
Ed’s head lowered slightly, and he shook it. A tremor ran through his shoulders. Joe didn’t stop to think; he pulled Ed to his feet and wrapped his arms around him. Ed’s arms encircled Joe’s waist, and his body heaved as he put his head on Joe’s shoulder.
Joe petted Ed’s hair, an oddly satisfying thing to do. Ed’s arms tightened around him, and Joe felt dampness on his shoulder.
Ed sniffed. “Why, Joe? Fuck. Why did he leave me all alone in the world? I was so fucking alone before you.”