04-13-2020, 07:48 PM
Raffe grinned, eyes still closed. Misfits for sure.
“Maybe you should sit anyway. Don’t feel bad. Guys swoon for me all the time, you know. It’s a hazard.” His laughter wheezed as quiet as the whisper of his words. The hand at Nox’s jaw trailed, reluctant to break the spell, but talk of pain pierced his conscience. He did steady Nox by the hips though. Worry pinched his gaze. Nox needed the pain to feel himself? But he still didn’t ask those questions, and much as he was more than content to kiss some more, he really didn’t want Nox to fall either.
He helped him down. Sat close alongside. It felt a little like purgatory, in more ways than one. “You don’t have to deal with them if you don’t want to,” he said softly. The consideration for his voice was appreciated, but it just wasn’t the time for silence. “Sterling’s parents, I mean. I know she’s your cousin and all, but I’m sure I can handle them.” He offered knowing there was little chance Nox would walk away. Even if he could stand up by himself, which was also unlikely. His head hit the wall behind, eyes closed again. He wanted to know, but: “Shit, Nox, I’m afraid to ask.”
“Maybe you should sit anyway. Don’t feel bad. Guys swoon for me all the time, you know. It’s a hazard.” His laughter wheezed as quiet as the whisper of his words. The hand at Nox’s jaw trailed, reluctant to break the spell, but talk of pain pierced his conscience. He did steady Nox by the hips though. Worry pinched his gaze. Nox needed the pain to feel himself? But he still didn’t ask those questions, and much as he was more than content to kiss some more, he really didn’t want Nox to fall either.
He helped him down. Sat close alongside. It felt a little like purgatory, in more ways than one. “You don’t have to deal with them if you don’t want to,” he said softly. The consideration for his voice was appreciated, but it just wasn’t the time for silence. “Sterling’s parents, I mean. I know she’s your cousin and all, but I’m sure I can handle them.” He offered knowing there was little chance Nox would walk away. Even if he could stand up by himself, which was also unlikely. His head hit the wall behind, eyes closed again. He wanted to know, but: “Shit, Nox, I’m afraid to ask.”