I haven't written in this WIP in literal weeks, but here we go! adding these sentences took me officially to 6.3k
"Th-thank you, sir," Kon stutters out, and tilts his head up. He wants to hide his face in his hands, but⦠but Tim had said "Don't be embarrassed, princess." So instead he just... grips the couch cushions again, and distantly hopes that he hasn't wrecked them enough to require buying a whole new couch after this.
But he can't do anything for them like this. Can't be . . . he's not what he's supposed to be, and he doesn't know how to be . . . be whatever they want him to be right now.
He doesn'tβhe can't be whatever that is, he's pretty sure. But there's nothing else he can do either.
He doesn't know how to say "no" to something like this when he's like this, though.
It's notβfair if he does, right? Not fair, and not . . .
How's he supposed to say "no", when there's nothing else he can do for them?









