[ it's almost like he expects those words as soon as nate says them, finding some relief in their closeness but not completely. all his life, he's watched people come and go around him. he's had to let go of people before, never ready for it and never certain how to proceed after, and right now, he doesn't know if he can allow nate to have that space. he should. he knows he should, but it's hard when his own feelings are so deeply tangled in it.
but... ]
I'm not questioning how you feel. [ it's soft, though a little more put-together than everything that's come before. ] I don't like the thought of you being alone. [ the way he pauses then is heavy. ] Even if that's what you need.
[ but his grip on nate does loosen, warring with himself as he does. it's what has to happen, and he needs to let it or he won't budge. ]
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but... ]
I'm not questioning how you feel. [ it's soft, though a little more put-together than everything that's come before. ] I don't like the thought of you being alone. [ the way he pauses then is heavy. ] Even if that's what you need.
[ but his grip on nate does loosen, warring with himself as he does. it's what has to happen, and he needs to let it or he won't budge. ]