[He hesitates for a moment longer, but that's really all the invitation Richard needs to practically collapse into those arms, clutching at Isamu's shirt with more than a bit of desperation in his grip. Isamu is real, solid, with a heartbeat that echoes in Richard's ear through the soaked fabric of that shirt. This isn't a bad dream.
[action, May 5th (backdated)]
And that's when Richard finally starts to cry.]