PAN ♡ gavin fielding (pantastic) wrote in forgotten_gods, |
He couldn't help the quiet snort as Echo had angled her face away. While Pan hadn't expected her to allow him to snog her in the hallway where people could potentially see, it was a little discouraging. All that talk about imagining what it was like to kiss him, and she faced away? Cold. Or he was just thinking too much on the matter.
It's fine, he signed back, the hesitance evident in his hand movements. While he practiced from time to fine, he definitely wasn't going to be an expert anytime soon. Pan attempted to not look disappointed as he sidestepped to allow her inside, not bothering to apologize for a mess he didn't feel apologetic for in the first place. If she had Chinese, it was likely going to create more garbage anyway, so a little untidiness wasn't going to kill anyone, least of all her.
Paused at the door, he wondered what exactly constituted as "not touching". As in zero contact at all, or anything below or above the waist? Pan fixed his jaw a little, slowly growing agitated. Even when Echo had expressed interest, she was still listening to Narcissus and all his commands when she had basically outright said to him that she'd be willing to cheat. That wasn't what girlfriends were supposed to do. Had it been him in her place, he would've disobeyed without a second thought.
But relationships and rules and things that tied one down was everything that didn't appeal to him, so he tried not to slam the door shut once she passed through it as he contemplated the ways to not get upset with Echo. One, two, three, breathe.