Cut just in case.
Midvalley x Wolfwood yaoi. Inspired by a ficlet by rosehiptea, go read her work! ^_^
Real men don't need to be held.
It was something he'd been told since he was young.
It had been his guardian that had first told him, leaving him to cry through a nightmare. Other orphans had told him next, trying to pretend maturity none of them really yet owned. Master Chapel said it as well.
He had expected the pain his first night with Midvalley, the awkwardness. He least of all had expected falling asleep in a soft yet strong embrace, listening to the man's oddly fast yet solid heartbeat.
Whoever said real men didn't need to be held, anyway?