[Those are instructions he can follow. He does sit tight, curled up small in the meager shelter provided by the hedgerows with his knees pulled right up to his chin, face buried in the crook of his arm. He counts the swift beatings of his heart while he waits for Heine to find him (onetwo, onetwo), forces himself not to think of where they are, what this means for them.
This place. It's too different. It can't be right.
When he hears his name called out in Heine's voice he quickly uncurls however, shakily gets to his feet, raises a hand in an effort to attract the other boy's attention. Relief rushes warmly through his chest, takes the edge of his razor-blade fear. A temporary respite perhaps, but respite nonetheless]
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[Those are instructions he can follow. He does sit tight, curled up small in the meager shelter provided by the hedgerows with his knees pulled right up to his chin, face buried in the crook of his arm. He counts the swift beatings of his heart while he waits for Heine to find him (onetwo, onetwo), forces himself not to think of where they are, what this means for them.
This place. It's too different. It can't be right.
When he hears his name called out in Heine's voice he quickly uncurls however, shakily gets to his feet, raises a hand in an effort to attract the other boy's attention. Relief rushes warmly through his chest, takes the edge of his razor-blade fear. A temporary respite perhaps, but respite nonetheless]
H-Heine!