#i rly said one phone sex three-chaptered fic isn't enough i need TWO

[regulsh]

“It’s all down to you, superstar.” It's no problem for Richard to boost him up like this, the careful balance of the work done and dusted, now just a matter of managing their morale through events and press and the whole circus.

“No, come on. You’re it.” Taron clutches over Richard’s hand on his arm, his eyes beseeching. “I needed you. Need you,” he says weakly. “You’re the best— the best person.”

Fiercely pulls him in for a hug, which Richard easily returns.

Squashed against him, Taron mumbles, “And gorgeous to boot.”

“Charmer,” Richard teases, charmed regardless.

“S’true,” Taron argues.

“It’s a weak line.”

“S’not a line.”