[the growing silence between his admittance and kavinsky's response is not only awkward, it's deafening.
he's well aware of the risk he'd just taken, stepping out onto this metaphorical tightrope. advice from rosie had reassured him that as long as he was upfront about it, things would usually fall into place afterward. this? does not feel like one of those times.
kurt didn't think it was possible to actually feel one's heart drop into their belly, but the awful sinking feeling he's going through definitely comes close. he shifts when kavinsky does, biting the inside of his cheek as the older boy talks. he has no idea how to be more upfront than he's already been, except for pushing through his attempt at-- being coy? deciding what game or angle is being played here isn't something he's worried about.]
Good to know. You're welcome, sure, but that's not what I was getting at. [he squeezes his arms around his companion's middle, applies the slightest amount of pressure with his chin on the top of his head.]
And I have a feeling you know what I was talking about. [a breath, slow and steady as he gazes up at the extraordinary stretch of buildings.] There's no reason to pretend like you don't.
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he's well aware of the risk he'd just taken, stepping out onto this metaphorical tightrope. advice from rosie had reassured him that as long as he was upfront about it, things would usually fall into place afterward. this? does not feel like one of those times.
kurt didn't think it was possible to actually feel one's heart drop into their belly, but the awful sinking feeling he's going through definitely comes close. he shifts when kavinsky does, biting the inside of his cheek as the older boy talks. he has no idea how to be more upfront than he's already been, except for pushing through his attempt at-- being coy? deciding what game or angle is being played here isn't something he's worried about.]
Good to know. You're welcome, sure, but that's not what I was getting at. [he squeezes his arms around his companion's middle, applies the slightest amount of pressure with his chin on the top of his head.]
And I have a feeling you know what I was talking about. [a breath, slow and steady as he gazes up at the extraordinary stretch of buildings.] There's no reason to pretend like you don't.