"I missed you, too," Tycho said as Ford said once again said that he had missed him. He continued rubbing Fords back as his lover spoke through a hiccup. Tycho lived alone but he knew where Ford was coming from. Tycho had held the luxury of being able to move out of the family home, Ford could not.

Tycho rubbed his thumb across Fords cheek as he brought his hands up to cup the older mans face. He kissed the tip of his lovers nose as the other seemed to calm at least the smallest bit. "You keep saying sorry when you don't have to. I understand that things can happen."