Re: In-person: Misha B/Damian W
[When he corrected, it was sure, soft, but without any blaming.] It just ain't easy. It feels like the wrong thing to do. Like when you lie in bed thinking on something you didn't do that you'd meant to, or that needed doing? It feels like that.
[And being all tangled up, that was good, even with things being quiet and strange some.] I'm real glad you were wrong. [The pressure of Damian's hands 'gainst his chest was real good and real grounding, and Misha didn't logic to accept that being closer to this boy made things feel better.] You don't got to articulate. I understand now why you do it. I reckon it's pros and cons, ain't it? Either you have all the numb you want, or you feel me. I ain't going nowhere either way, that ain't what I'm saying. I'm saying the sensation of it for you, that's what it boils on down to, ain't it?
[Misha pressed into the kiss, catching it just 'fore Damian nudged 'gainst jaw, and he took the other boy's hands and settled them on thin hips. That let him get himself closer, up on knees and needing to duck to reach the other boy. He kissed the other boy again, slower this time and seeping all that pacing uncertainty into the real chaste kiss.] How'm I supposed to help folks when I can't even talk to them 'bout the things they need to talk 'bout? I ain't never had that problem 'fore. [He raised pale gaze knowing.] I reckon it ain't easy to let everything I am pour out for you, and then not be fussed when I talk 'bout it casual with folks who are dealing with their things.