Matt swallows heavily, not because he's nervous but because it's an intimate gesture. He knows what Tim wants based on feel alone and he nods the slightest of nods, allowing him to slip them off.
"It normally freaks people out," He murmurs. He probably said something along the same lines before, when they were too drunk and too sloppy, and sightless eyes fall on where he guesses Tim is in his own world on fire.
His smile is boyish, almost nervous, and he gets like that every time when he's with Tim and doesn't have the sunglasses. It's a trait that's uniquely Gutterson.
Bruised knuckles brush against the other's jaw for a moment before he undoes the last button of Tim's shirt and he pushes it back not with haste, but at a decent pace, and his hands go for his own tie next, sliding the knot and undoing it completely.
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Date: 2016-01-12 09:09 am (UTC)"It normally freaks people out," He murmurs. He probably said something along the same lines before, when they were too drunk and too sloppy, and sightless eyes fall on where he guesses Tim is in his own world on fire.
His smile is boyish, almost nervous, and he gets like that every time when he's with Tim and doesn't have the sunglasses. It's a trait that's uniquely Gutterson.
Bruised knuckles brush against the other's jaw for a moment before he undoes the last button of Tim's shirt and he pushes it back not with haste, but at a decent pace, and his hands go for his own tie next, sliding the knot and undoing it completely.
"We'll eat later."