[A silent breath of relief escapes him, reassurance shown in the way his shoulders slacken and his lips curve into the slightest smile. He allowed the tiny tree to be taken then withdrew his hands, reaching around to tuck them into the back pockets of his jeans.]
... your boy? [Cornflower irises dilate in surprise, his pale cheeks flooding with color, except instead of trying to hide it this time, he allows Jay to see the blush as he attempts to swallow past the lump in his throat.] I'd ... I'd really like that, Jay, but you should know I'm not exactly as I appear. I'm also pretty messy when it comes to the mental department.
This isn't a 'no' or an attempt to drive you off. It's ... you have the right to know what you're getting into with me.
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on 2017-05-10 01:15 am (UTC)... your boy? [Cornflower irises dilate in surprise, his pale cheeks flooding with color, except instead of trying to hide it this time, he allows Jay to see the blush as he attempts to swallow past the lump in his throat.] I'd ... I'd really like that, Jay, but you should know I'm not exactly as I appear. I'm also pretty messy when it comes to the mental department.
This isn't a 'no' or an attempt to drive you off. It's ... you have the right to know what you're getting into with me.