Malcolm didn't think anything could beat Raylan telling him that he loved him, but that blunt confession went straight to his heart.

He slid his arm around Raylan's neck, kissing him a lot more intently. Like he got life from it. When it broke, he stayed close, lingering there in his space.

"In psychology they talk about the unique adaptability that humans have," he explained softly. "They say we can adapt to anything. But it doesn't get easier being away from you. It gets harder and harder."

His voice broke a little on the last word. Everything going on was Too Much. He took a deep, steadying breath.