[ he's trying to keep an eye on nero and keep his own situation in check, but it's pretty difficult, pressing a palm against his temple like it'll stop the headache pounding at his skull. ]
Ah... [ all those things he says are oddly intense in a way he's never felt before because... well, he's almost always been the one to confess first. it had become a habit: telling someone how he feels and being with them for a little while before they'd disappeared. it had happened twice, and each time, he thought he'd never be able to survive it. with nero — ] I wanted to tell you how I felt so many times, you know? I tried once, but I don't think you got it and doing it again was kinda embarrassing. Even when I asked if you wanted to be my boyfriend — [ he sniffs, and the taste of coppery blood is almost too much. ] I thought I was just gonna have to accept that I'd never see you or anybody else ever again when I showed up here. Like people who've left Duplicity? Except this time it was me, and I...
[ the headache has lessened some, but not enough to stop the bleeding. his heart is beating so quickly in his chest that it almost hurts, grasping at nero's hand to squeeze it as he struggles through with admitting something he's never told anyone. he doesn't want nero to see him in that light, doesn't want him to know just how terrible he is deep down, but honesty is always better than omitting the truth or lying. ]
I didn't think you wanted to be with me like that. You're super cool, and I'm just... me. I never feel like I'm good enough, no matter how hard I try. But it's better. Being in Duplicity has taught me a lot, and I know it's stupid to say when you probably wanna go home, but I'm glad you're here with me. I'm glad I'm not alone. [ because that's one of his own worst fears, being abandoned and forgotten about like he'd never existed in the first place. ]
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Ah... [ all those things he says are oddly intense in a way he's never felt before because... well, he's almost always been the one to confess first. it had become a habit: telling someone how he feels and being with them for a little while before they'd disappeared. it had happened twice, and each time, he thought he'd never be able to survive it. with nero — ] I wanted to tell you how I felt so many times, you know? I tried once, but I don't think you got it and doing it again was kinda embarrassing. Even when I asked if you wanted to be my boyfriend — [ he sniffs, and the taste of coppery blood is almost too much. ] I thought I was just gonna have to accept that I'd never see you or anybody else ever again when I showed up here. Like people who've left Duplicity? Except this time it was me, and I...
[ the headache has lessened some, but not enough to stop the bleeding. his heart is beating so quickly in his chest that it almost hurts, grasping at nero's hand to squeeze it as he struggles through with admitting something he's never told anyone. he doesn't want nero to see him in that light, doesn't want him to know just how terrible he is deep down, but honesty is always better than omitting the truth or lying. ]
I didn't think you wanted to be with me like that. You're super cool, and I'm just... me. I never feel like I'm good enough, no matter how hard I try. But it's better. Being in Duplicity has taught me a lot, and I know it's stupid to say when you probably wanna go home, but I'm glad you're here with me. I'm glad I'm not alone. [ because that's one of his own worst fears, being abandoned and forgotten about like he'd never existed in the first place. ]