It was silent in the house as Cry sat on the couch, watching the television on mute. The subtitles ran across the bottom of the screen. He glanced to the arm of the chair, seeing the small Swede sit there, truly enthralled in the movie. It made him smile. He gently reached to stroke the man's back but drew back as Felix jumped. He turned around, chest heaving with breath as he looked up at Cry before letting out a sigh of relief. Cry looked down and Felix frowned, grabbing Cry's finger and holding it, making the American look up from his feet. Seeing Felix's grasp, he nodded, making Felix smile lightly and nod as he let go of Cry's trapped appendage and turn back to watch the movie. Cry gently ran his finger along Felix's back, feeling the small form relax under him. A sad smile spread on his face as he ran his finger up and down the small spine and soon, a sob escaped him. It was soon followed by more as his body shook and trembled greatly with his sadness, tears flowing freely and whines escaping his mouth yet he focused all his willpower on keeping his hand still, allowing it to keep soothing motions on Felix as he sobbed and screeched loudly.
Felix didn't hear a thing.
Because he couldn't.