*Robert's eyes fluttered shut as Josh closed the distance between them, every other thought void in favor of the feeling of Josh, of Josh's lips, of Josh's hands, of finally succumbing to his most private urges. The breeze was cool, his thoughts were slowed, and Robert couldn't think of a more perfect moment.*
*And then Josh pulled away, and the moment was broken.*
*Slowly, Robert's eyes opened again, a mix of confusion and guilt swimming in his eyes. He tried to read the expression on Josh's face, unable to make out the complex tangle of emotions, and steadily became aware of how much he'd just messed up.*
"Josh, I... I'm so sorry. That was– gosh, that was irresponsible and selfish of me, I don't– It was my fault, I shouldn't have... I shouldn't have done that. Jesus, what's wrong with me? I am so, so sorry Josh, it won't happen again–"
*Quickly, Robert stands, heart pounding and hands trembling. His throat tightens painfully, but he doesn't dare cry, unwilling to mess up anymore than he already had.*
"I'm going to go on a walk, clear my head. I am so, so sorry, and I– I'll see you around, Josh."