[Tate's hitting that sweet spot of limbo where he's just about to start having dream-like thoughts that will erase if he pulls out of them, but he doesn't get to get that far. Derek pulls away and Tate blinks back awake, not sure if Derek's last words had just been said then and now or a few minutes back. His eyes still feel heavy, but he doesn't like the sudden space between them.
He leans back, killing the distance and purposely putting his weight up against Derek.]
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He leans back, killing the distance and purposely putting his weight up against Derek.]
Don't go anywhere.