Never Let Me Go

Brian laid crying on the couch, head in his hands. He heard the front door open followed by the sound of footsteps. He didn't care. He felt the person approach until he was standing right in front of him.
Not a word was exchanged. There was a silence for a few minutes. The figure in front of the couch reached out and rested his hand on Brian's shoulder. It slid to under his chin and gently forced his head up. Brian finally looked up through teary eyes into Ryka's deeply concerned ones. With one look, Ryka knew Brian didn't want to tell him what was up. He didn't care. He sat down beside Brian and pulled him into an embrace, letting Brian rest his head upon Ryka's chest.
"Shhhh," Ryka stroked Brian's hair, slowly yet firmly, until Brian's hiccuping sobs settled into sniffles. Ryka whispered, "Are you going to bed?" Brian simply shook his head. "Alright then."
Ryka turned to the side a little more and pulled Brian even closer into him. Brian clutched Ryka's shirt when he moved, thinking he was getting up to leave. Ryka cooed into his ear, "Shhhh, it's alright Brian, I'm not going anywhere. I'm staying right here. For forever if necessary. Shhh, it's okay Brian. It'll be okay." Ryka brushed his thumb over Brian's cheek, wiping away his tears. "Shhhh, I'm right here. I've got you." He kissed the top of Brian's head.
Through a stifled sob Brian muttered, "Never let me go."