In the end, Titus never really meant any harm. Even those last words sounded more hurt rather than willing to hurt.
Unlike Zen. Although it wasn't his intention to make the blond cry, he simply wanted — needed — to push Titus away. Even though that hand in his felt so warm. Or perhaps exactly because of it: his defenses were breaking under the weight of that innocent kindness. Like his body almost did under that butt!
"That's what he gets for being so trusting." Is what Zen tries to convince himself of, but he can't help but feel a pang of guilt for being so cruel to someone who was so kind to him.
... But honestly, if Titus can fly, why did they walk all this way to his apartment...? Maybe he'll ask if they ever meet again.]
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Don't be silly, it's (secretly) a plus!In the end, Titus never really meant any harm. Even those last words sounded more hurt rather than willing to hurt.
Unlike Zen. Although it wasn't his intention to make the blond cry, he simply wanted — needed — to push Titus away. Even though that hand in his felt so warm. Or perhaps exactly because of it: his defenses were breaking under the weight of that innocent kindness.
Like his body almost did under that butt!"That's what he gets for being so trusting." Is what Zen tries to convince himself of, but he can't help but feel a pang of guilt for being so cruel to someone who was so kind to him.
... But honestly, if Titus can fly, why did they walk all this way to his apartment...? Maybe he'll ask if they ever meet again.]