( God his husband is fucking hot. If he wasn't so anxious and concerned about Rafa's mental well-being, he'd really be turned on right now.
Instead, he tilts his head to one side. Crack. Then the other. Crack. He pulls his arms, working himself loose in preparation for what Rafa throws next at him. )
Babe, I love you.
( He meets Rafa's eyes, something painful rolling through him. )
Don't do this. Please come home with me. I'm begging you.
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Instead, he tilts his head to one side. Crack. Then the other. Crack. He pulls his arms, working himself loose in preparation for what Rafa throws next at him. )
Babe, I love you.
( He meets Rafa's eyes, something painful rolling through him. )
Don't do this. Please come home with me. I'm begging you.