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It was raining rather hard outside as Amos lied in bed next to Fred.
Fred seemed so peaceful. The man had always loved the sound of rain. Amos wished he could be more like that.
Instead, Amos was slowly growing more and more tense in the other's arms as the constant pitter patter of raindrops hitting asphalt rattled in his brain. Fred took notice of Amos' growing tenseness and loosened his hold on the other man.
"You okay?" Fred asked, opening one eye slightly to look at his lover. Amos contemplated his response for a moment- Years of mockery and abuse from Roxie always made him a bit hesitant to tell when he was overwhelmed- Before unclenching his jaw to mutter the words.
"The rain is bothering me a little"
"Oh" Fred said, taking in the other man's words. "Do you want me to let go of you?"
"No" Amos shook his head earnestly, and it was true. "Just... I don't know. It's making my brain feel all weird"
"You don't have to talk if that's too much" Fred assured him, taking note of the way Amos' speech was gradually getting slower and a bit more slurred. Amos smiled weakly and rested his head on Fred's chest.
Not another word was exchanged for the rest of the night.