They have a fairly turbulent but loving relationship.
Same disclaimers apply.
Tim stood at the foot of the bed, teary, nervously clasping his hands. Afraid he'd be rejected, told 'no more'. He waited until Gavin put his book down on his lap, holding his place with one finger, and was looking up at him, waiting, serious. Tim fiddled with the cuff of his pyjamas, then raised his head to meet Gavin's eyes.
"Sorry."
That's all he needed to say. Gavin held a hand out, drawing him to his side, before sliding over and holding up the duvet to let him in. Tim lay beside him, snuggling into his chest, gulping back tears. Gavin stroked his hair, his heart wrenching.
This scene had played many times. Each time it felt like his heart would break. But he'd rather all this, the fights and the apologies and the hurt, than none of this at all.
He held him close.
