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Post by Arden Patricks on May 7, 2009 21:24:52 GMT
I start to shake my head, but stop myself before I start to argue with him further. I'm not really sure what to say though, other than that, so instead I just stay silent.
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Post by Logan Andrews on May 7, 2009 21:38:12 GMT
"Would you rather I didn't...?" I half-shrug. I don't want to force her to hold my hand, don't want to make her uncomfortable, and also at least it's something to say.
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Post by Arden Patricks on May 7, 2009 21:40:58 GMT
"Didn't what?" I ask, looking over at him. "Because I thought that I just answered that."
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Post by Logan Andrews on May 7, 2009 21:44:25 GMT
"Contact," I shrug faintly, half-lifting her hand in mine to illustrate the point, "Didn't mean to make you flinch, sort of bothers me. But maybe you did just answer that and I'm being an idiot. Sorry." And now I suppose I'm just going to say whatever comes into my head in the desperate bid to avoid silence, which probably isn't a good thing.
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Post by Arden Patricks on May 7, 2009 21:48:15 GMT
"Oh... right. Sorry." I shake my head quickly. "No, the contact doesn't bother me. Just... got unused to it, that's all. I didn't mean to flinch."
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Post by Logan Andrews on May 7, 2009 21:52:53 GMT
"Alright then." I shrug after a moment. It didn't take her very long to get unused to it then, if that's the case.
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Post by Arden Patricks on May 7, 2009 22:00:21 GMT
"I don't know; it was just unexpected," I continue, shaking my head again before moving around to face him, taking both of his hands in mine. "When in the hell have I ever been bothered by you touching me?" Of course, the first thing that comes to mind is the night I found him covered in blood, but I'm ignoring that. It's supposed to just be a rhetorical question anyway.
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Post by Logan Andrews on May 7, 2009 22:07:12 GMT
Well, I can think of an answer to that, but I don't particularly want to bring up Natasha right now. "Hm," I respond because that's most likely rhetorical and I don't know how I'd respond even if it wasn't, so I kiss her briefly instead. I suppose it's allowed, considering she's just said it doesn't bother her, and I wanted to do it anyway.
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Post by Arden Patricks on May 7, 2009 22:14:46 GMT
I smile slightly, kissing him back a bit deeper. To hell with whether or not I deserve this - if it's really what he wants, I have no objection.
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