[Thankfully, he stops himself before making some hurtful comment about how Mark doesn't even come close to his usual physical type. The hot air within him might as well have steamed out through both olive-skinned ears.]
What do you want me to say? That I'm in love with you?
[When it comes to love and lust, it's hard to tell the difference sometimes, for Rex, at least. If it were brought up in public, he'd deny it outright, but he gets attached to people rather easily. About three months into dating Eve, he had told her he loved her, and there had been a little bit of a scare at that moment. They were thirteen and fourteen, what the fuck was he going on about?
But he had insisted that he knew. Never in his life had he felt that way about anybody else, just her. Eve was the first (and only) person who had ever loved Rex for himself, mess and all, including the poor sense of humor and nasty attitude.]
I... I can't tell, sometimes. What it is that I'm feeling, I...
[Rex's throat goes dry. Being honest about this is difficult.]
I know that you make me feel... Soft? And pretty much everything about me's all hard and pointy... And shit. I mean, just look at me!
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[Thankfully, he stops himself before making some hurtful comment about how Mark doesn't even come close to his usual physical type. The hot air within him might as well have steamed out through both olive-skinned ears.]
What do you want me to say? That I'm in love with you?
[When it comes to love and lust, it's hard to tell the difference sometimes, for Rex, at least. If it were brought up in public, he'd deny it outright, but he gets attached to people rather easily. About three months into dating Eve, he had told her he loved her, and there had been a little bit of a scare at that moment. They were thirteen and fourteen, what the fuck was he going on about?
But he had insisted that he knew. Never in his life had he felt that way about anybody else, just her. Eve was the first (and only) person who had ever loved Rex for himself, mess and all, including the poor sense of humor and nasty attitude.]
I... I can't tell, sometimes. What it is that I'm feeling, I...
[Rex's throat goes dry. Being honest about this is difficult.]
I know that you make me feel... Soft? And pretty much everything about me's all hard and pointy... And shit. I mean, just look at me!