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“We’re going to die.” He sputters pressing his face into Thomas’s shoulder. He can feel the tears dot his shirt. He rubs Alex’s shoulders and back, slowly interlacing their fingers. Alex grips Thomas’s hand like a lifeline.“No, we won’t die. I don’t think fate hates you enough to make me be the last person you see.” Thomas says and Alex laughs, truly laughs. It’s not loud, just a little giggle.“God I hope not. Dying in Jefferson’s arms.” He shoots back. Thomas chuckles and presses his cheek to Alex’s hair.___Alex panics during a storm, and Jefferson is the one to comfort him.