If anyone else had told him they knew how he felt, George would have called them a liar. Fred, on the other hand, knew. It was too hard to explain to anyone else how Fred knew, he just did. Call it 'Twin Sense' or whatever.
George's fingers uncurled from the fist they were in at the touch of Forge's fingertips - the tense muscles relaxing slightly. Fred wasn't as tactile as him but Gred knew exactly what each little fraction of a gesture meant coming from his Twin. He looked at their hands and then nodded, appreciating what his Forge said.
"You and me..." he murmured softly, mimicking his brother. Gred looked up again and offered a soft, genuine smile that he only ever gave to Forge. "Don't need anyone else."
At that, there was a snort from one of the pups and George looked over at them, a tiny chuckle escaping him at the innocent looks on their faces. "Alright, Gred and Forge and Nessie and Caff... we can all face it together." He wasn't back to being a hundred per cent his normal Georgie self, but he did feel a little better.
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