So this has been up on Ao3 for a while (like a day) but I’m finally getting around to posting it elsewhere :P enjoy…. hopefully…..
There’s that point though, Mickey supposes, when it’s hard to work out if the ache in his bones is memories or the cold. And when there are those days he doesn’t even remember it’s there at all.
It’s not forgetting.
It’s learning how to breathe again.