Theodore Nott (![[info]](https://www.insanejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif){kind=small} nottfinished) wrote in ![[info]](https://www.insanejournal.com/img/community.gif){kind=small} finnigans_rpg, |
Ernie's playfulness vanished and while Theo still felt uneasy and on edge he also felt bad for aiming those feelings at Ernie. He couldn't just forget that though, those fears lodged deep in his psyche and yet to be uprooted. Still, as he'd thought before, there were few people he'd let himself be as vulnerable around as Ernie and fewer still who hadn't taken advantage of him while he'd been in such a state.
Plus, Ernie had said he'd liked him and appreciated him, in a roundabout way, and Theo knew it meant nothing really but he couldn't help feeling a little bit like he was going to blush and that was just ridiculous. He sipped the whiskey and surmised that the rare drink was probably why his face felt a little bit flushed. "No, I'm sorry." he apologised back. "You didn't mean anything by it." He was pretty sure anyway. "You don't have to apologise; this holiday just puts me on edge. Can I get you a drink?" he offered, a peace offering of sorts.