[ He allows Jesse the lead, falls into his touch so readily. And when he drops away, Walt assumes that will be it. That will be Walter White becoming nothing to Jesse. He doesn't expect the embrace and it causes a breath to be strangled in his throat. Slowly, he reaches up to encircle his former student in his arms -- bringing his hand up to rest against the back of Jesse's head and hold him like the son he always wished he had.
Wished he had, but didn't. He never had Jesse in that way. It was like capturing a bird, clipping their wings so they could never fly, and shoving them in a cage. And now, after years -- the bird's wings grew back and he's being set free into the world. But the world is frighteningly larger than they remember, and it will take a bit longer to fit into their former life once more.
Walt doesn't bother to wipe his tears away as he pulls back, rests his hands on Jesse's shoulders and looks at him eye level. He wants to say something, but he finds he has no words. So instead there's merely an unspoken: I know you can do this behind his gaze. ]
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Wished he had, but didn't. He never had Jesse in that way. It was like capturing a bird, clipping their wings so they could never fly, and shoving them in a cage. And now, after years -- the bird's wings grew back and he's being set free into the world. But the world is frighteningly larger than they remember, and it will take a bit longer to fit into their former life once more.
Walt doesn't bother to wipe his tears away as he pulls back, rests his hands on Jesse's shoulders and looks at him eye level. He wants to say something, but he finds he has no words. So instead there's merely an unspoken: I know you can do this behind his gaze. ]