[embry doesn't reply, and maybe there's some part of him that wants to believe the house is still enchanted at every turn - because he can practically feel the pull between them shortening. like he knows embry isn't far at all, getting closer and closer and making the knot in his stomach pull taut in both anticipation and a lance of fear. the last time he saw embry was devastating for them both, a wound that barely had time to be glossed over in favor of the chaos the house had thrown them into.

(and he hasn't forgotten - the mysterious appearance of fucking lenny, playing tricks on him. there one minute, gone the next.)

but his hand is on the knob as embry knocks, pulling it open immediately in a way that ought to embarrass him. it's a very near thing he doesn't drag embry in right away, instead polite enough to step back and hear him out.]

I'm glad you came. Really.

[and then - his body does the rest, meeting him the moment embry melts against him and opening his arms to clutch at him with that same desperation. one hand reaches up, threading into his neck as a rough exhale washes hot against the juncture of neck and shoulder too. the smell of his cologne and sweat almost makes him shudder with want, fingers digging in even tighter and more reverently.]

Fuck. I'm sorry too.

[it's mumbles against his skin in a low rumble of want, hawk swaying lightly on his feet without really meaning to drag embry into it.]

Can we just - stay like this. For a minute. Missed you. Too goddamn much.