[Dave is really coming to hate the fact that his gem is simultaneously accessible and in kind of an intimate area for touching. He also hates the fact that he just leans in to the touch every time as if it's instinctive.
Despite the fact that he's well aware Bro is just in the other room, he's kind of glad to still have Connor close. He feels like he'd feel a little empty if he fully pulled away from him.
What he could do without, however, is the fucking whispering. Dave shivers, less able to hide that now that he's still worn out. The redness starts to creep over his neck as he flusters and he presses his lips together in a thin line, pulling back to level a flat look on Connor.]
We'll talk.
[He aims to forget.
He leans even further back as Bro re-enters, trying not to look too hopelessly surprised at his reaction. He remembers the look on his face when he found them, but it's already a vague blur. He feels something flutter in his chest feeling. Well. Kind of special. In a way he's not sure he ever remembers feeling to Bro.]
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Despite the fact that he's well aware Bro is just in the other room, he's kind of glad to still have Connor close. He feels like he'd feel a little empty if he fully pulled away from him.
What he could do without, however, is the fucking whispering. Dave shivers, less able to hide that now that he's still worn out. The redness starts to creep over his neck as he flusters and he presses his lips together in a thin line, pulling back to level a flat look on Connor.]
We'll talk.
[He aims to forget.
He leans even further back as Bro re-enters, trying not to look too hopelessly surprised at his reaction. He remembers the look on his face when he found them, but it's already a vague blur. He feels something flutter in his chest feeling. Well. Kind of special. In a way he's not sure he ever remembers feeling to Bro.]
Yeah. I owe you.
[But he means something, like, normal.]
I think I need to sleep or something.