[Mikey's arms are loose at first in surprise before he closes them around Donnie and squeezes him tight, tucking his face into Donnie's shoulder with a small, muffled noise of his own]

[For once, he doesn't want to say anything. Just being able to hold onto Donnie and know he is here and safe and holding onto him right back is such a comfort, such a relief, that he doesn't want to let go ever. When he is being hugged, it doesn't matter that he was younger all of a sudden or that the others weren't the brothers he was used to or that Donnie has been doing stuff on his own that makes Mikey's stomach do flips, all that matters is here and right now and knowing that they are connected in every way that matters]

[In every way that made him let out a quiet sigh dragged out from somewhere deep inside him, feeling truly at peace for one of the first times since he'd arrived in this weird place]