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Words couldn't convey how much Ivan wanted to kiss his pain away, or how badly he wanted to wrap his arms around him and hold him close to his chest, close to his heart. How much he wanted Till to lean against his touch, how much he wanted to tell him that he would be okay, that he wasn't as alone as he thought he was. But Till wasn't his, and Till didn't need these gestures or these words from him. So Ivan stayed quiet.
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Ivan finding Till alone in that room and deciding to take care of him as an act of love before their round.