[Jesse snatches the hand that's delivering so much chemical pleasure and draws it to his lips to kiss the palm. He holds it there against his mouth like he could drink in Walt's essence. It feels like a lie that this can't be forever. He's not ready to believe that.]
I love you.
[The words are murmured against Walt's skin, both a plea and a reassurance.]
There's nothing more important than us. I love you.
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I love you.
[The words are murmured against Walt's skin, both a plea and a reassurance.]
There's nothing more important than us. I love you.