[ Maybe he had been committed, in his own way, this whole time. He was just shit at saying it, running from it because like every other time it terrified him. He had told Ray as much, and here was the truth of it, in his face. Nearly pushing someone away again, because he couldn't get himself to say things the right way.
He didn't want to lose what he had with Wade. This ease of connection, of someone beside him, who understood him in a physical and mental way. His stomach twisted, licking his lips, aware that one wrong word could send it all crashing down and he'd be left with the splinters. ]
Right, so how do we do that then? Commit, I mean. What's the mean for you?