[It's disconcerting to feel his balance shift like that, with no apparent source, but Don just buries his face in Beast's shoulder and braces against the autumn cold. He'll be home in a minute.]
[He can't help remembering the way it felt to be carried in his father's arms when he was small.]
[Action, November 10]
[He can't help remembering the way it felt to be carried in his father's arms when he was small.]