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[ loki visibly struggles, tripping over his words in a hoarse whisper. but it needs to be said, he has to say it. he cannot go on without saying them, without william knowing. ]

Never doubt . . . that I love you.

[Odd, how wonderful things can knock the breath from one's lungs. Strange, how being curled tight against such immense hurts can be brightened with the crystallization of a known truth.

There's knowing, perhaps, and there's knowing.

Almost in spite of himself, his lips twist up at the corners, twitching against Loki's skin.]

I know it. I feel it. Always.

[ that's probably as much as he can manage, for now. the tension bleeds out of him and loki simply presses himself tightly against william. he places his forehead near william's wedding ring, the metal digging into his skin. ]

[They can rest in the moment for a little while. They can breathe here, solid and real.

William shifts just slightly, to murmur more properly against his husband's skin.]

Please know how much I love you.

[ loki gives a faint nod. though he is a doubter by nature, by the life he's led. the lies that he was told that made him believe he was never worth the truth. any truth.

but he believes this. ]

[It's a start. It's something to cling to when building out the foundations.]

It's true now. It will be true tomorrow. It will be true when your heart is ready to hold something free of doubt. [A delicate press of lips before he shifts to burrow in more properly, tangled and close.] While there's breath in my lungs and after it.