Blake broke.
The moment Myles caught him, everything inside him gave out.
His fingers clutched desperately at the front of Myles' armor, forehead resting against the cold metal plating.
Then the tears came.
However, it wasn't quiet, he was hiccuping. His shoulders shook with every breath and he couldn't stop.
He didn't even know what feeling to prioritize, everything simply crashed into him at once.
His mind had spent days convincing itself to keep moving.
One more step.
One more lie.
One more hour.
One more chance.
Now, there wasn't anything left to hold together.
The instant Myles' arm wrapped securely around him, every muscle in Blake's body simply released.
His legs no longer tried to support him.
His hands trembled uncontrollably.
His breathing dissolved into broken gasps.
He buried his face deeper into the armored chest, not even trying to hide the crying anymore.
He couldn't.
