shoes – just...stares at the ceiling.
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And I just stare at him for a long, long time until Jackson tightens his arm around me, pulling me close. "Come on," he whispers, achingly soft. "Let's go to sleep." And then he presses a kiss to my cheek and we cuddle up together, drifting off even as my heart is reaching for my brother, wanting to give him comfort even though I have absolutely no idea how.