Alex let out a shaky breath when Michael pulled away. He should have been feeling like he just got away with something and instead, all he felt was a sense that he'd lost something and that feeling only compounded when Michael paused, shirt at Alex's chest, as if he were waiting on some kind of permission.
He wanted to wipe that look off Michael's face but didn't know how. Every moment between then was fraught with complications and hurt feelings and he couldn't see a path through them. Every time they tried, they just ended up getting caught again. How could he say that yes, he wanted Michael? He always wanted Michael. It was that powerful need that terrified him, even when he could see the same need in Michael's eyes.
He lifted his arms. This was how they spoke anyway when words failed them or only made things worse.
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Date: 2019-03-31 01:56 am (UTC)He wanted to wipe that look off Michael's face but didn't know how. Every moment between then was fraught with complications and hurt feelings and he couldn't see a path through them. Every time they tried, they just ended up getting caught again. How could he say that yes, he wanted Michael? He always wanted Michael. It was that powerful need that terrified him, even when he could see the same need in Michael's eyes.
He lifted his arms. This was how they spoke anyway when words failed them or only made things worse.