[It takes some coaxing but finally Sorey looks at Dezel, still red-faced and bashful but at little comforted that Dezel didn't laugh or just run off. The hands on his face are a comfort too and Sorey reaches up to hang onto Dezel's wrists, heart up in his throat.
That kiss on the nose is...a little less comforting, but at least he's not telling him no, you read that wrong, I'm sorry. Heck, Sorey doesn't even know what he wants, if he just wants to be close to someone after being so long alone, if this is some...some sick compensation he's giving himself for not having Mikleo. No, it can't be that, Sorey was genuinely happy to see Dezel's face when he woke a few weeks ago.
Sorey pulls his own lip between his teeth and worries at it, closing his eyes before squeezing Dezel's wrists hopefully.] Is this...weird? Am I being weird?
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That kiss on the nose is...a little less comforting, but at least he's not telling him no, you read that wrong, I'm sorry. Heck, Sorey doesn't even know what he wants, if he just wants to be close to someone after being so long alone, if this is some...some sick compensation he's giving himself for not having Mikleo. No, it can't be that, Sorey was genuinely happy to see Dezel's face when he woke a few weeks ago.
Sorey pulls his own lip between his teeth and worries at it, closing his eyes before squeezing Dezel's wrists hopefully.] Is this...weird? Am I being weird?