You know that thing before, about how seeing Stanley cry makes Ford want to cry too?
Yeah. Ford can only man the floodgates for so long before they burst, and Stan crushing him in a too-tight hug that makes his ribs hurt is the powder keg that goes and blows up the dam.
He blinks once, twice, then a third time, as if that will somehow keep the tears brimming in his eyes at bay, only to squeeze his eyes shut completely once he realizes how much that's not working. And, hey, if he hides his face against his brother's shoulder then no one will be any wiser anyhow, so he goes and does that before his eyes get too wet. Meanwhile, his arms circle around Stan's back, his hands gripping tight to his threadbare jacket as he takes a minute to just breathe and be glad that for the first time in a long, long time, it feels like everything is going to be okay.
I cry
Yeah. Ford can only man the floodgates for so long before they burst, and Stan crushing him in a too-tight hug that makes his ribs hurt is the powder keg that goes and blows up the dam.
He blinks once, twice, then a third time, as if that will somehow keep the tears brimming in his eyes at bay, only to squeeze his eyes shut completely once he realizes how much that's not working. And, hey, if he hides his face against his brother's shoulder then no one will be any wiser anyhow, so he goes and does that before his eyes get too wet. Meanwhile, his arms circle around Stan's back, his hands gripping tight to his threadbare jacket as he takes a minute to just breathe and be glad that for the first time in a long, long time, it feels like everything is going to be okay.