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[It's stopped hurting quite so much when he doesn't hear it. At least that's what he tells himself. He doesn't volunteer it quite so often these days either if he's being fair, and Angel's mind manages to twist his hurt round on himself without Val even needing to say a word.

The possessive hold is nicer in moments like this, when it doesn't feel entirely designed to show Angel who he belongs to, and he smiles taking the offered hand and rising once he's released. His other hands try to readjust the robe again as they step out of his dressing room, and he finds himself glad there's not too many people around at this hour to see him heading up instead of out. He tries to bury that shame, the one that feels remarkably similar to what he feels each and every time he relapses after trying to quit for any amount of time.]