Now is not the time to say what he wants to say. The words 'It sounds like we're more than just friends' nearly tumble out of his mouth.
He's glad he can at least keep that closed and to himself. And even if he wanted to, while this went on was not appropriate nor helpful in getting an actual answer. He thinks, briefly, of adding this line of thought to confession on sunday.
Tim is slowly coming to.
"It means a lot you did that," he says, and he doesn't want to leave Tim thinking he's a sad sack who really is eternally grateful of the gesture alone, he presses forward.
"That was the night I decided to drink bourbon with you," he says softly. His hand begins to stroke Tim's head, moving through short hair, stopping to actually touch the side of the other's face in a surprisingly intimate gesture.
"I can't match you drink got drink like that anymore,"
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Date: 2016-03-19 08:47 am (UTC)He's glad he can at least keep that closed and to himself. And even if he wanted to, while this went on was not appropriate nor helpful in getting an actual answer. He thinks, briefly, of adding this line of thought to confession on sunday.
Tim is slowly coming to.
"It means a lot you did that," he says, and he doesn't want to leave Tim thinking he's a sad sack who really is eternally grateful of the gesture alone, he presses forward.
"That was the night I decided to drink bourbon with you," he says softly. His hand begins to stroke Tim's head, moving through short hair, stopping to actually touch the side of the other's face in a surprisingly intimate gesture.
"I can't match you drink got drink like that anymore,"