[ It's mumbled, reasserting what was already implied, but Tidus nervous as their feet finally come to a stop. His stomach's incessant need to do cartwheels only becoming stronger when Inigo turns to him, that small smile dancing on his face.
(What if I just held him once...? He likes that anyway, doesn't he?)
He can't look at him, gaze cast aside, his arms left dangling at his sides after he can't make his mind what to do with them. The rest of what he needs to actually say stuck in his throat.
But it can't be. He needs to speak. ]
I... I'm not really... ready for that. What you asked. It's... too soon, you know? I'm not sure I...... well...
[ He rubs the back of his neck. ]
I don't know if I'm in a good place right now for anything like that...
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[ It's mumbled, reasserting what was already implied, but Tidus nervous as their feet finally come to a stop. His stomach's incessant need to do cartwheels only becoming stronger when Inigo turns to him, that small smile dancing on his face.
(What if I just held him once...? He likes that anyway, doesn't he?)
He can't look at him, gaze cast aside, his arms left dangling at his sides after he can't make his mind what to do with them. The rest of what he needs to actually say stuck in his throat.
But it can't be. He needs to speak. ]
I... I'm not really... ready for that. What you asked. It's... too soon, you know? I'm not sure I...... well...
[ He rubs the back of his neck. ]
I don't know if I'm in a good place right now for anything like that...