[ He's right about one thing: Eustace is in fact very stupid. But not about this.
It's fine though, they don't have to talk about their feelings. They've talked about plenty already for two guys that don't usually talk about their honest emotions at all, so there's nothing wrong with taking a break now and giving themselves some breathing room.
Or they can not breathe and just kiss instead, that's also fine.
There's no hesitation as Eustace leans into the kiss, his hand tightening around Dokja's hand to tug him a little closer. (Though they're plenty close already.) The bulk of his worries are gone now, relegated back to a box labeled For Later, and in their place is simple joy and happiness. He takes his time with the kiss, relishing the feeling of being in the company of someone he cares for, with no immediate obligations demanding his attention. After everything that's happened in the past few weeks, it's a much needed (and very welcome) break.
Alas they cannot kiss forever and eventually Eustace pulls away, though only far enough so that he can lean against the bedboard while they continue to sit pressed up against each other. ]
What are you thinking about then?
[ It could be something as basic as tonight's dinner plans and he would accept it as a satisfactory answer. ]
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It's fine though, they don't have to talk about their feelings. They've talked about plenty already for two guys that don't usually talk about their honest emotions at all, so there's nothing wrong with taking a break now and giving themselves some breathing room.
Or they can not breathe and just kiss instead, that's also fine.
There's no hesitation as Eustace leans into the kiss, his hand tightening around Dokja's hand to tug him a little closer. (Though they're plenty close already.) The bulk of his worries are gone now, relegated back to a box labeled For Later, and in their place is simple joy and happiness. He takes his time with the kiss, relishing the feeling of being in the company of someone he cares for, with no immediate obligations demanding his attention. After everything that's happened in the past few weeks, it's a much needed (and very welcome) break.
Alas they cannot kiss forever and eventually Eustace pulls away, though only far enough so that he can lean against the bedboard while they continue to sit pressed up against each other. ]
What are you thinking about then?
[ It could be something as basic as tonight's dinner plans and he would accept it as a satisfactory answer. ]