Re: Roof: Damian/Misha
"This thing was inside of you for a long stretch of time, Misha. It is important to know that it is gone." Damian was not to be shifted either, so they could stand toe-to-to on the issue and attempt to out-stubborn each other. Eventually, it would be morning and Damian would not have slept, and therefore, he would be the winner.
"You have a boner for me," he allowed in an echo, quite smug. He did not even make the assertion that, technically, Misha had multiple boners for him. He understood they meant it metaphorically, or, rather, as a stand-in for his emotions. He was pleased with himself. Even as he asked his question in broil of curiosity. He was not fussed. He looked over, dark fingers laced in pale skirt, just after the kiss pressed to downy black. "'Bratty,'" came his second echo. And he made a face. He was not bratty. "We are similar in some ways." He gave his boyfriend a bit of side-eye. "I am not open. I do not know that I have a type. You and Barbara are very different." He lifted his chin in petulance. "You may nap. I will remain."