It's the quietest question, a hushed voice. Existing in the depths of Tidus's thoughts, the one he tried to ignored, but he can't--when that's the entirety of the problem here. Why not say no? Because-- it's not as if he's not uninterested. Hasn't he felt lonely too? After losing Yuna, being bonded to someone who found their love, the emotions that followed after that. It's not... shameful, to just want to be with someone too, is it?
The thought of it being a guy isn't even that bothersome. That it's Inigo--he'd rather someone he knew and trusted than a stranger. He's never been good with unknowns, loving their attention, but too shy deep down to know how to act or get comfortable. Always making things weird and-- ugh, no, there's no need to remember any of that.
But... he's not even thinking that much. Not a lot. The things he's missed: holding someone, kissing them. It makes his mouth feel full, that no matter what it does, it never escapes his mind.
Is it bad that I wanna say yes?
Except - he can't get rid of it, the guilt. It does feel guilty, even if there exits a tug. A part of him that knows he'll need to let go eventually... that there's nothing waiting for him but the close of his story, but that doesn't mean he's about to forget Yuna. Not that quickly. Not so soon. And... maybe it's just himself. If he's going to react like this, then he isn't ready, is he?
He needs more time. Even if it's just a friendly situation, he... It's not fair. On anyone.
...
... It doesn't make it any easier, to approach Inigo about. Taking hours before he does so; the sun beginning to set and the day cooling. His heart in a vice in his throat, tight and raw.
Inigo speaks. He wants to duck and hide. ]
... Hi.
[ The cheerful note is betrayed by the apprehension on his face, warm despite the lowering heat. ]
Can we... go somewhere more private? [ Even if there's no one else immediately around- ] Just- a lil' into the jungle.
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It's the quietest question, a hushed voice. Existing in the depths of Tidus's thoughts, the one he tried to ignored, but he can't--when that's the entirety of the problem here. Why not say no? Because-- it's not as if he's not uninterested. Hasn't he felt lonely too? After losing Yuna, being bonded to someone who found their love, the emotions that followed after that. It's not... shameful, to just want to be with someone too, is it?
The thought of it being a guy isn't even that bothersome. That it's Inigo--he'd rather someone he knew and trusted than a stranger. He's never been good with unknowns, loving their attention, but too shy deep down to know how to act or get comfortable. Always making things weird and-- ugh, no, there's no need to remember any of that.
But... he's not even thinking that much. Not a lot. The things he's missed: holding someone, kissing them. It makes his mouth feel full, that no matter what it does, it never escapes his mind.
Is it bad that I wanna say yes?
Except - he can't get rid of it, the guilt. It does feel guilty, even if there exits a tug. A part of him that knows he'll need to let go eventually... that there's nothing waiting for him but the close of his story, but that doesn't mean he's about to forget Yuna. Not that quickly. Not so soon. And... maybe it's just himself. If he's going to react like this, then he isn't ready, is he?
He needs more time. Even if it's just a friendly situation, he... It's not fair. On anyone.
...
... It doesn't make it any easier, to approach Inigo about. Taking hours before he does so; the sun beginning to set and the day cooling. His heart in a vice in his throat, tight and raw.
Inigo speaks. He wants to duck and hide. ]
... Hi.
[ The cheerful note is betrayed by the apprehension on his face, warm despite the lowering heat. ]
Can we... go somewhere more private? [ Even if there's no one else immediately around- ] Just- a lil' into the jungle.