"Tim." Matt's voice is stern and not angry, but he has the tone of a parent telling a child no. It's very brief, and he crosses the room. He offers the other the warm cup of tea and doesn't bother with his own, but his hands gently move up Tim's arm to his shoulder once the other accepts it.
It's his way of seeing where Tim is on the couch, but also his way of assuring Tim it's alright.
"You're better than bullshit excuses," He says automatically, and his jaw straightens and tightens, just slightly, before he forces himself to relax. "You're better than setting yourself up for failure."
Though he knows, deep down in his heart, this is what it is. Tim's going to date him and Matt is going to let him down. There's no right way of saying that he's dangerous.
"I--If--my problem is that I can't let you down easy, my problem is that I'm--I'm going to mess this up, Tim. I do every single relationship I have. But I want it."
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It's his way of seeing where Tim is on the couch, but also his way of assuring Tim it's alright.
"You're better than bullshit excuses," He says automatically, and his jaw straightens and tightens, just slightly, before he forces himself to relax. "You're better than setting yourself up for failure."
Though he knows, deep down in his heart, this is what it is. Tim's going to date him and Matt is going to let him down. There's no right way of saying that he's dangerous.
"I--If--my problem is that I can't let you down easy, my problem is that I'm--I'm going to mess this up, Tim. I do every single relationship I have. But I want it."