Matt's not going to hit him. It's a mantra Tim repeats, over and over, just so maybe he'll believe it. Matt won't hit him because he's not a violent person, and the only time the other has ever been rough with him is when Tim specifically asked for it. He's panicking over nothing. It's nothing.
Tim just needs to get his shit together. He wonders if this is like his PTSD. Only it's trauma from his childhood he's battling instead of trauma from the war.
Jesus. He thinks he prefers the latter.
The touch on his arm is gentle this time, and Matt's shoulder rests against his in an affectionate way. Tim relaxes. He makes himself relax. This is fine. They're fine. He's fine. He can go home with Matt and they can be alone and everything will still be fine. Wine isn't his style but he won't argue. He doesn't plan on getting drunk tonight anyway. He needs to make sure Matt's okay.
"It's fine," he assures, even if he doesn't quite mean it. "That sounds great."
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Date: 2015-11-27 07:44 am (UTC)Tim just needs to get his shit together. He wonders if this is like his PTSD. Only it's trauma from his childhood he's battling instead of trauma from the war.
Jesus. He thinks he prefers the latter.
The touch on his arm is gentle this time, and Matt's shoulder rests against his in an affectionate way. Tim relaxes. He makes himself relax. This is fine. They're fine. He's fine. He can go home with Matt and they can be alone and everything will still be fine. Wine isn't his style but he won't argue. He doesn't plan on getting drunk tonight anyway. He needs to make sure Matt's okay.
"It's fine," he assures, even if he doesn't quite mean it. "That sounds great."
And that part he does mean.