[ I know, Alhaitham says, and Kaveh feels the heavy discomfort of dread unfolding in his gut. His lips part, a myriad of words ready to flow from them: he wants to apologize, to tell Alhaitham he understands, that he doesn't have to worry about it, that he shouldn't have said anything, that their rekindled friendship is more important than anything else that he could possibly feel.
He's so lost in those panicked thoughts that for a moment he doesn't register the fact that he's embraced, pulled in closer; doesn't comprehend the words on the other's lips even as they're spoken. The tears sting the corners of his eyes, and he seeks to pull himself free, eyes wide and darting as if he's some kind of trapped animal— ]
I know, I shouldn't have said anything, I just—
[ But something about the whole thing has him falling silent mid-sentence, eyes settling on the other's face, rimmed in red and shimmering with anxiety. ]
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Date: 2024-04-20 08:43 pm (UTC)He's so lost in those panicked thoughts that for a moment he doesn't register the fact that he's embraced, pulled in closer; doesn't comprehend the words on the other's lips even as they're spoken. The tears sting the corners of his eyes, and he seeks to pull himself free, eyes wide and darting as if he's some kind of trapped animal— ]
I know, I shouldn't have said anything, I just—
[ But something about the whole thing has him falling silent mid-sentence, eyes settling on the other's face, rimmed in red and shimmering with anxiety. ]
Wait, what?