[That answer feels like it makes his heart skip a beat or two, especially with the way Oren lets silence linger after it, lets it sort of- sink in. Suddenly he's glad Oren can't see his expression clearly, and this time Ryan's the one who goes still, allowing him to pull back a little.]
...maybe. Maybe you're right. I'm sorry, I just--
[He huffs out a laugh against Oren's neck, short and almost more nervous than anything.]
I'm sorry. I shouldn't be making you deal with this. Feels like it's a little wrong to call you over here so you can lay with me while I complain about other guys.
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Date: 2015-10-08 01:36 am (UTC)...maybe. Maybe you're right. I'm sorry, I just--
[He huffs out a laugh against Oren's neck, short and almost more nervous than anything.]
I'm sorry. I shouldn't be making you deal with this. Feels like it's a little wrong to call you over here so you can lay with me while I complain about other guys.