he really just has such a hard time helping himself. stahn knows it's an awkward and uncomfortable hug, but there's such a feeling of relief that surges through him because of leon's words that can't be ignored.
all the same, he knows that leon can't enjoy this, right? they're positioned strangely, it came with no warning, and it completely ignores his personal space. maybe one day, it'll be more possible to do this comfortably and without warning, but this time doesn't qualify. he knows that, and can tell from the tone of those muffled words he can't make out. and the squirming to untangle himself, of course. that's why after a moment, stahn will loosen his grip and pull back a bit (though never letting go of leon's hand, even still).]
Ah... sorry. Sorry. [with his other arm now free, he reaches up to scratch his head a bit sheepishly; there's a laugh that goes along with it that's definitely embarrassed and apologetic for his sudden outburst.]
I guess that was too much, right? [he doesn't want to make leon uncomfortable, no matter how happy those words a moment earlier made him. that's just not how he wants to about this as all, and it shows in the way he's immediately so apologetic in every way for crossing that line—or what he can only presume is crossing that line.
even if he suspects that there are things leon likes about it, he's positive that springing it so suddenly out in the open probably negates a lot of that. his bad, really.]
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he really just has such a hard time helping himself. stahn knows it's an awkward and uncomfortable hug, but there's such a feeling of relief that surges through him because of leon's words that can't be ignored.
all the same, he knows that leon can't enjoy this, right? they're positioned strangely, it came with no warning, and it completely ignores his personal space. maybe one day, it'll be more possible to do this comfortably and without warning, but this time doesn't qualify. he knows that, and can tell from the tone of those muffled words he can't make out. and the squirming to untangle himself, of course. that's why after a moment, stahn will loosen his grip and pull back a bit (though never letting go of leon's hand, even still).]
Ah... sorry. Sorry. [with his other arm now free, he reaches up to scratch his head a bit sheepishly; there's a laugh that goes along with it that's definitely embarrassed and apologetic for his sudden outburst.]
I guess that was too much, right? [he doesn't want to make leon uncomfortable, no matter how happy those words a moment earlier made him. that's just not how he wants to about this as all, and it shows in the way he's immediately so apologetic in every way for crossing that line—or what he can only presume is crossing that line.
even if he suspects that there are things leon likes about it, he's positive that springing it so suddenly out in the open probably negates a lot of that. his bad, really.]