It was strange for him, hearing someone so unabashedly honest talking about something like that, someone like him, and Krem's chest clenched. He sat down on the edge of his bed, looking down at the last bit of bread in his hand then putting it aside.
"I'd apologize for whatever you pick up from me, but it's not something that will change. I want to keep doing this with you, whatever it is. I...I'd like to keep you, with me. Safe. Not in danger of being manipulated or used to some purpose that you don't choose. But I don't want you feeling some kind of obligation toward me either. Not when you're becoming your own person and learning...everything."
Krem's hand ran back through his hair, scratching some at the back of his head as he tried to make his thoughts come out of his mouth coherently, as much for his own benefit as for Cole's. It was weird, and he wasn't used to doing or saying things like this.
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Date: 2015-10-04 12:02 pm (UTC)From:"I'd apologize for whatever you pick up from me, but it's not something that will change. I want to keep doing this with you, whatever it is. I...I'd like to keep you, with me. Safe. Not in danger of being manipulated or used to some purpose that you don't choose. But I don't want you feeling some kind of obligation toward me either. Not when you're becoming your own person and learning...everything."
Krem's hand ran back through his hair, scratching some at the back of his head as he tried to make his thoughts come out of his mouth coherently, as much for his own benefit as for Cole's. It was weird, and he wasn't used to doing or saying things like this.
"Shit..." Feelings were hard.