Gorgeous. I love how patient John is with him, not trying to pretend he's like Dean and can just be tossed in, and little things like and now they move through the scant undergrowth like little fawn-footed creatures, long legs and youth-thin limbs, stepping carefully and keeping their eye on him. and expression desperately trusting, and bare limbs tumbled together guilelessly in John’s arms and John feels a sudden, helpless surge of affection. Just gorgeous.