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With a concerned frown, Emmett took Ellis' hands, resting them on his chest.
”Ellis, focus on me. Look at me .” Each word was annunciated carefully, “Good. Now, stay with me, El. Breathe in,” Taking a deep breath as he spoke with Ellis in tow, he held it for a few seconds, letting it out with a soft, “Breathe out. Again.”
Guiding Ellis through a minute of these, Emmett watched him slowly crawl into his lap.
“Hey, handsome,” He chuckled, “Come here often?”
"Not often enough. Think I'll stay.”
Kissing the top of Ellis' head, Emmett nodded.
"That's fine with me."
