[it's obvious they're both flustered, and stahn isn't really thinking about the consequences or what anyone else thinks.
maybe it's because all of his impure thoughts come at times when they're not about to face their friends. they come when leon innocuously brushes past him, or when he's alone and thinking of things like the softness of leon's lips or how his body looks when he moves. but at a time like this, on the heels of such desperate sadness, at a time when they're going to leave the room and get back to the focus of their goal while not drawing attention to these confessions...
well, stahn isn't thinking of how they're both disheveled and blushing, and how the others may perceive it.
he's only thinking of leon, and that's why he's suddenly got his arms around leon, pulling him into a tight, desperate hug. he buries his face in leon's hair, and after a moment:]
Something like this... shouldn't wait. A lot of things have to wait for us to finish but.
Isn't it, I mean... don't you think...
[he's fumbling again, and fumbling hard because this is so difficult for him.]
Life is too short... too short to not say these things if he think them, right? [maybe the idea of never getting the chance to convey his feelings in earnest to leon is something that scares him after what happened with ilene.
even if they have every intent of winning, there's always that what-if, and it's scary.]
You're... this...
It's too important. [even if it's probably the worst time, and even if he wouldn't have even considered it if leon hadn't brought it up first.]
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[it's obvious they're both flustered, and stahn isn't really thinking about the consequences or what anyone else thinks.
maybe it's because all of his impure thoughts come at times when they're not about to face their friends. they come when leon innocuously brushes past him, or when he's alone and thinking of things like the softness of leon's lips or how his body looks when he moves. but at a time like this, on the heels of such desperate sadness, at a time when they're going to leave the room and get back to the focus of their goal while not drawing attention to these confessions...
well, stahn isn't thinking of how they're both disheveled and blushing, and how the others may perceive it.
he's only thinking of leon, and that's why he's suddenly got his arms around leon, pulling him into a tight, desperate hug. he buries his face in leon's hair, and after a moment:]
Something like this... shouldn't wait. A lot of things have to wait for us to finish but.
Isn't it, I mean... don't you think...
[he's fumbling again, and fumbling hard because this is so difficult for him.]
Life is too short... too short to not say these things if he think them, right? [maybe the idea of never getting the chance to convey his feelings in earnest to leon is something that scares him after what happened with ilene.
even if they have every intent of winning, there's always that what-if, and it's scary.]
You're... this...
It's too important. [even if it's probably the worst time, and even if he wouldn't have even considered it if leon hadn't brought it up first.]