Q (__q__) wrote in spinningcompass, @ 2012-12-19 12:53:00 |
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Who: Q and James Bond
Where: Q's room
What: It's time to assess the man pain. And this is the closest thing we have to a bench of feelings.
When: Tuesday evening after this
Rating: Potentially high later. Man pain.
Status: Ongoing // closed
Q feels like shit. He knows he's overstepped the mark in his comments to James and he knows he's going to have to rectify it, because James is already in a very vulnerable place mentally and Q doesn't want to be the cause of any kind of breakdown.
He's tense himself. The lack of things to do to keep his mind occupied is making him anxious and rather frustrated. There are no deadlines for anything, no pressure weighing down on him, and he feels as though he's simply blowing in the breeze. That in addition to the sudden unexpected intimate feelings for someone else, feelings that he hasn't allowed himself to experience for nearly all of his twenty-six years, Q is on edge and full of uncertainty. And now he's snapped very unfairly at James.
He thinks the two of them probably need to talk. Or at least spend some time together. He isn't a trained therapist, but he's human enough to understand emotional needs and meet a good few of them.
James, when he is in their apartment, is still sleeping in Q's bed when it is partially vacant, so Q supposes there is some need there that is not being verbalised on both their parts. The kind of comfort that is probably not appropriate to seek from a one night stand, no matter how many nights that has turned in to.
He sends James a message and lays on his bed to wait.
His pillow smells of Samir.
Q is a mess.