[With Allen's feet moving down, that's Clay's cue to lower him to the floor as well, shutting his eyes when he feels his... his boyfriend's(??)... forehead resting against his own, holding on just as tightly. It really was happening, and in that moment, Clay can feel himself start to (metaphorically) be pulled back down to Earth, his connection with Allen letting him live in the moment right there with him, rather than go bouncing off like a hyperactive puppy. He still has a bright grin on his face, but he feels a little calmer. It's one of the things he's been looking for.]
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