Worry was something Kevin felt a lot. He worried about his friends on a constant basis over various different types if things. Wondering sometimes if tehre were things they werenât telling him that could be helped or the like. It was in Kevinâs blood to worry, to care. Something he was doing right this second as he stared at the intern who wouldnât even meet his gaze. One sure sign of him lying. Of course he was lying to him, why wouldnât he? Obviously he didnât want Kevin to worry.Kevin wasnât having any of that.
âIâm worrying anyways..â He stated, sharp breath he had taken moments earlier released now in a slow breath out. His gaze stayed on Joe, searching for him to meet it but he never did. âI honestly donât think thereâs anything you could say to make me stop worrying about you.â Especially when he knows youâre lying Joe.
âI care about you. You know that right?â Had to make sure, throw that out there. Kevin was here for him. Always was. âCaring means Iâm gonna worry, especially when I know thereâs something wrong with how youâve been acting lately..â A pause. âBut Iâm not gonna force you to tell me. I will however offer out my support, a listening ear and my shoulder to cry on if you need it.â
The more Joe seemed to reassure himself and tell Kevin that things were fine the more the other disregarded what he was saying and that just made Joe feel bad again. Yes, he was lying to Kevin but that was just because he didnât want to bother him with something as unimportant as a few peoples views on something they shouldnât even be criticizing anyway. Joe just wished he didnât take them to heart.
âKev--â He sighed, a hand running through his hair slowly as he did so. âI appreciate your concern but Iâm okay...I promise.â He murmured then, sparing a glance at the other and flashing a weak smile as he did so.
âPlease...Iâm fine.â