Nothing I said was wrong. I'm always more than happy to let you know all the good things about you I appreciate so much. But there are other things... well...
[ how does he put this. ]
It's like— if you were to ask me something, anything, I'd need to be honest with you. No matter what it is; no matter how personal. It's this strange compulsion, to verbalize every little thing on my mind.
Things I've said before, like how much I like your eyes. And things I've skirted around, like how much I want to...
[ jude trails off, swallowing thickly, but that compulsion all but forces him to press on.
instead of voicing his train of thought, though, he rests his free hand on 9s' bare knee, his blush unfading. ]
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[ how does he put this. ]
It's like— if you were to ask me something, anything, I'd need to be honest with you. No matter what it is; no matter how personal. It's this strange compulsion, to verbalize every little thing on my mind.
Things I've said before, like how much I like your eyes. And things I've skirted around, like how much I want to...
[ jude trails off, swallowing thickly, but that compulsion all but forces him to press on.
instead of voicing his train of thought, though, he rests his free hand on 9s' bare knee, his blush unfading. ]
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