[ He can't help tensing at first when Dextera uncurls his hand from where fingers have tugged desperate furrows into the fabric of that bag, reflexively steeling himself for the possibility of some sort of lashing out.
Instead, there's only the faint weight of Dextera's palm coming to rest against his sternum, a small spot of warmth that he can feel even through the fabric of his shirt. And in combination with those wide eyes that look at him -- look at him properly, seeing him and not something else ... ]
... get out of here.
[ Unlike Dextera's gentle contact, Gen's movement is rougher when he finally relinquishes his grip on that bag, but only by shoving Dextera a half-step away. It forces Dextera to pull his hand away from his chest, and Gen only manages to meet Dextera's eyes for a moment longer before looking aside. Funny, how he'd longed so much for someone to look at him like that, but actually maintaining it for more than a few moments at a time always feels exhausting. (Especially when it's Dextera.)
Still, Gen's voice is quiet and lower now, and there's the scuff of boots against the pavement as he falls back a half-step, giving Dextera just enough room to flee. ]
I won't overlook it if I see you around here again.
[ 'So just this once, I'll pretend I didn't see you.' ]
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Instead, there's only the faint weight of Dextera's palm coming to rest against his sternum, a small spot of warmth that he can feel even through the fabric of his shirt. And in combination with those wide eyes that look at him -- look at him properly, seeing him and not something else ... ]
... get out of here.
[ Unlike Dextera's gentle contact, Gen's movement is rougher when he finally relinquishes his grip on that bag, but only by shoving Dextera a half-step away. It forces Dextera to pull his hand away from his chest, and Gen only manages to meet Dextera's eyes for a moment longer before looking aside. Funny, how he'd longed so much for someone to look at him like that, but actually maintaining it for more than a few moments at a time always feels exhausting. (Especially when it's Dextera.)
Still, Gen's voice is quiet and lower now, and there's the scuff of boots against the pavement as he falls back a half-step, giving Dextera just enough room to flee. ]
I won't overlook it if I see you around here again.
[ 'So just this once, I'll pretend I didn't see you.' ]