His touch is tender, as if he fears Dion would break if he held him as he normally did. Terence is leaning on his elbow, that same hand pressed to the top of his head, leaving his other hand to grip his waist. The kiss Dion receives is gentle and over too quickly, with Terence pressing their foreheads together.

"Dion," he says. "I was so scared I'd never see you again."

After the final battle, Dion wakes up.

2023 note “It truly is him, his lovely Terence.” #in my dion/terence phase