He cracks, now, with Nate's gaze on him and finger inside him. One tear escapes, followed by another and more as he grabs his husband and pulls him tight against him.

"I missed you so much. I, I need you. I can't do this alone." He's not made to live alone, he's fairly certain. Or maybe he's just too weak, or... he doesn't know. "You are my rock and my home."

He's messing up the mood and he tries to regather himself with a deep breath. "I'm whole with you, my love. Even more so when you're filling my hole?" It's beyond weak. But he doesn't want to bring Nate down, not when this should be a time of joy.