[Elliot would beat himself up for being subtle. He normally doesn't do subtle, so no wonder Leo misunderstood-- but Leo fits too nicely in his arms, and he's too caught up in the high of finally having his love accepted and returned to dwell on that. Elliot's jealousy and insecurities, all of it seem so stupid now. He had been trying to do the right thing for Leo's protection, when what they both needed was to move past their fears and be honest.]
Then we're even. [There had been countless times Leo had done the same favor for him. It was part of how they communicated with eachother. The arm that isn't looped around Leo so that his hand is in his hair reaches for the injured arm to hold the scarred skin in his palm.]
It is. [He affirms in a soft tone. Hearing those words doesn't sting. Elliot feels alive and whole, that emptiness he had been willing to ignore to try and repair Leo's filled. If Elliot is the sun, Leo is an entire galaxy of stars.] You know, it races when I think of you. [He laughs a little, burying his face in Leo's hair.] I'm sorry I was such an oblivious idiot.
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Then we're even. [There had been countless times Leo had done the same favor for him. It was part of how they communicated with eachother. The arm that isn't looped around Leo so that his hand is in his hair reaches for the injured arm to hold the scarred skin in his palm.]
It is. [He affirms in a soft tone. Hearing those words doesn't sting. Elliot feels alive and whole, that emptiness he had been willing to ignore to try and repair Leo's filled. If Elliot is the sun, Leo is an entire galaxy of stars.] You know, it races when I think of you. [He laughs a little, burying his face in Leo's hair.] I'm sorry I was such an oblivious idiot.