[He doesn't know how tense he is until Jesper says that he will stay. Most of his worries ease up, tension leaving his shoulders as he finds himself moving into meet Jesper. He's close, so close, and it was worlds better than where they were before.]
Good. [He's quiet, but he smiles softly. He's grateful for the conversation despite how painful it was. He still hated it, this feeling that settles in his chest but at least it seemed more manageable than it had been before. Talking about it was freeing in a way that he hadn't considered.
He keeps plenty close to his chest thanks to his father.]
Hey. [He murmurs, gently pressing their foreheads together.] I'll always come talk to you. All right?
[He had promised from the start to talk to him, to make it clear where they stood with everything. Jesper didn't want things to be left unsaid between them when everything in Hell was uncertain. At least with Wylan, there could be certainty with them, with what they are.
As close as they are, Jesper takes the opportunity to kiss him. It's soft, and lingering--something sweet and tender. He isn't quite to a point of telling him the whole of how he felt about him, but he always was one to think actions spoke louder than words. Maybe this got close to conveying that.]
I know. [He murmurs, only to be caught off guard with the kiss.
His eyes go wide, stunned by the tenderness of the kiss before he practically melts into it. It's soft, it's sweet, it's everything that he loves about kissing Jesper. Wylan almost sighs into it, his eyes fluttering closed and he returns the kiss, reaching up to cup his cheek gently.
He longs for these quiet, stolen moments, where the world couldn't touch them. And while they're in Hell and certainly these are stolen moments, but he eagerly looks forward to more of them.]
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Date: 2021-09-09 12:24 am (UTC)Good. [He's quiet, but he smiles softly. He's grateful for the conversation despite how painful it was. He still hated it, this feeling that settles in his chest but at least it seemed more manageable than it had been before. Talking about it was freeing in a way that he hadn't considered.
He keeps plenty close to his chest thanks to his father.]
Thanks... for talking to me.
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Date: 2021-09-09 10:35 pm (UTC)[He had promised from the start to talk to him, to make it clear where they stood with everything. Jesper didn't want things to be left unsaid between them when everything in Hell was uncertain. At least with Wylan, there could be certainty with them, with what they are.
As close as they are, Jesper takes the opportunity to kiss him. It's soft, and lingering--something sweet and tender. He isn't quite to a point of telling him the whole of how he felt about him, but he always was one to think actions spoke louder than words. Maybe this got close to conveying that.]
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Date: 2021-09-09 10:56 pm (UTC)His eyes go wide, stunned by the tenderness of the kiss before he practically melts into it. It's soft, it's sweet, it's everything that he loves about kissing Jesper. Wylan almost sighs into it, his eyes fluttering closed and he returns the kiss, reaching up to cup his cheek gently.
He longs for these quiet, stolen moments, where the world couldn't touch them. And while they're in Hell and certainly these are stolen moments, but he eagerly looks forward to more of them.]