It's a full body, shuddering flinch, the shock of being touched. The next moment he grabs Ben's arm, hand pressing to his mouth to silence him, listening intently.
Footsteps.
They're not alone.
If they find Ben, they'll hurt him.
He starts off, towards a corridor, holding tightly to Ben's arm. "This way, quick, this way." His whispering is breathless and scared. He takes them to a door, bending down to whisper an entreaty to make it open and then the lock clicks and he pushes Ben inside, shutting the door behind them.
When he next grabs Ben's hand, his skin is colder than before. Cool, clammy, like the deathly boy Ben met, not the warm, living boy he generally is with the other man.
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It's a full body, shuddering flinch, the shock of being touched. The next moment he grabs Ben's arm, hand pressing to his mouth to silence him, listening intently.
Footsteps.
They're not alone.
If they find Ben, they'll hurt him.
He starts off, towards a corridor, holding tightly to Ben's arm. "This way, quick, this way." His whispering is breathless and scared. He takes them to a door, bending down to whisper an entreaty to make it open and then the lock clicks and he pushes Ben inside, shutting the door behind them.
When he next grabs Ben's hand, his skin is colder than before. Cool, clammy, like the deathly boy Ben met, not the warm, living boy he generally is with the other man.