#frompc

عمل جيد. لقد أخبرتك.

I’m going to have to talk to you, I know that.

I know I can’t keep dodging spending time alone together like this.

But how the hell do you go about telling someone that you’ve kissed “oh yeah hey as much as I really want to keep going and do the rest of the stuff I’m sure you want to do, I’m literally terrified that my bat, your brother, and my crazy magical grandmother are going to kill us so I guess I’d really rather not die just for some sex??? Haha and by the way I don’t know how to do anything sexual and I’m pretty sure I’m going to disappoint you, so there’s that too“

That’s not going to go well.

Ugh.

In a lot of ways I’m glad for Baradhor’s moronic insistence that he spend every waking moment with you, because then we can’t be alone.

He said that you being with us makes you happy, I wonder if he was lying.

Do I make you happy? Honestly?

You’ve never even told me why you’d even consider doing this sort of stuff with me. I mean, it didn’t take you all that long with the barmaiden we ran into way back at the start of this mess, so...

I guess that really means you’re not altogether that picky with who you share your body with, huh? 

Is it a right place/right time sort of thing with you? Whoever happens to fall onto your lap at any given moment?

I don’t know if that makes me more reassured or more worried. Both. 

Anyway. It’s fine. I’m fine. This is fine. I’ll just Talk to you tomorrow like usual.

I am thrilled and also terrified for you.

You are Important To me.

You know that now, I guess.

You can’t hear the music like I can, and I know that now, I guess.

What must that be like? Emptiness? Silence? How do you… You couldn’t hear the sound of my– That explains a lot, I guess.

I guess I’ll show them to you. Maybe. I’d hate to think you’d never get to hear the universe’s songs.

Someday.

Maybe.

I’m so uncertain, this is stupid. I feel stupid. I don’t even know how to, what to, ugh this is DUMB I hate this.

You’re important to me and I Care about you. A lot.

And I don’t want anything bad to happen to you because of me. Because of her. But as scared as I am, I don’t think I want to let you go either.

Your chest is far too comfortable. I won’t repeat that if you ask.

But as I lay here and it’s dark and your eyes are closed and I’m Here I’m here I guess I’m here. You’re here. We’re here. You’re warm. I can hear your heartbeat. It’s faster than I thought it would be. I wonder if you’re asleep but I don’t want to ask. I don’t know that I could get up and walk away from this just to save you.

I’m selfish maybe but I This is way too nice.

I won’t tell you any of this aloud when you wake up. Maybe. I’m not sure. Let’s see what the future brings. I’m… I’m excited.

I’m sorry if I said or did anything you weren’t ready for. I thought...

Well, I thought.

I will see what happens in the coming days.

WHAT DO YOU MEAN

WHAT DID YOU HEAR

WAS THAT YOU THROUGH THE WALL

NOTHING HAPPENED

I mean Like what would have even happened what the fuck would I have done Like There was the lap sitting And then I was on his chest And there was the fact that I mean like I guess something could have happened? Cuz he was Apparently Interested But I mean he was asleep when that happened so like he wasn't Not because I was on his lap I mean But I mean Like fuck Fred it’s not like he kissed me anyway

…. Anyway

The POINT IS

NOTHING HAPPENED SO STOP GIGGLING.

THINGS ARE FINE.

It’s fine.

Shut the fuck up, Frederick.