[ Yuri isn't just asking about injuries. They haven't seen each other since that awful day, and Yuri hasn't seen him for even longer. Since breakfast on the first day of the month, maybe. Flynn can't be sure. The disappearance behind that awful thing was swift and merciless.
He lets Yuri undress him, lets him fuss because he knows it helps him to touch, to make sure for himself. Sun slants in through the window, hotter than it's been in months.
Something crystallizes sharp in him. Flynn swallows. ]
Whatever that was, you and John took care of it. I'm alright.
[ Which means it's time for the real question, which he meets Yuri's eyes for, hesitates. ]
no subject
He lets Yuri undress him, lets him fuss because he knows it helps him to touch, to make sure for himself. Sun slants in through the window, hotter than it's been in months.
Something crystallizes sharp in him. Flynn swallows. ]
Whatever that was, you and John took care of it. I'm alright.
[ Which means it's time for the real question, which he meets Yuri's eyes for, hesitates. ]
What happened while I was gone?