Re: In-person: Holly W/Noah N
[It was too much like hobbling to Noah. He kept saying—he believed it—that if, ultimately, it was, like, BAD for the other dude, they should cut it off. The connection. The whatever. They should blot it out, so Holly could feel his emotions without having to worry about someone else (Noah). That said, even though Noah believed that and did mean it when he said it, he didn't want to do it and he was going to resist, dude, in spite of the dynamic that left him, yeah, pretty obedient most of the time. Even just knowing without feeling wasn't appealing to him, even if it should be. It was just too much like being deprived of a sense to Noah.
He tried to shake his head in a loosening of curls when Holly told him it wouldn't just be taking from him, Noah. But, then Holly's hands were sliding lower, and Noah was easy, dude. He leaned into the other dude, his hands sliding up from elbows, up the backs of Holly's arms, to his shoulders, down his back, to rest on his hips.] Okay, [he agreed, easy as usual when it came to Holly's orders.] Yeah. [He liked Holly's bed a lot. But, he was distracted from thinking about it when Holly spoke again. Noah sniffled as he thought, dark brows screwed together a moment.] I don't know. It was like this, but I didn't—[Noah tried to wipe his nose with a hitched shoulder again.]—I didn't love him, so, I don't—I felt it. He felt things. A lot of things. But, maybe I just wasn't as involved. Maybe I knew there wasn't anything I could do. He signed up for the military stuff, and it was scary. It was scary when he was scared and stuff, but I didn't... worry. [Noah was obviously confused, but he needed Holly to get something he thought was mad important:] I just—I know it's a problem. I know you think you've made me a mess? But, you haven't. I wasn't happier before you were here. Like, not even a little bit. Okay?