[...Give Elliot a moment, because if his heart was racing before, now it's deafening. He's never really read any romance books, his knowledge on the subject practically nonexistent, but Leo's words--
Elliot feels a bit dizzy. He doesn't break the embrace, but he does lift up his head to look at him, not even attempting to hide the fact that he's flustered. A furious pink dusts across his cheek, neck and ears, and he briefly forgets how to use words.]
............Ah?
[He squeezes the fabric of Leo's shirt and makes a noise between embarrassment and awe at the simple movement of Leo's hand. He'd always accept the darkest and most broken parts of Leo, just as he's certain Leo would accept his destructive anger and unpleasant parts...but since when had Leo become so good at this?!
Afraid that if he speaks it will just be a clumsy disaster of words, he experimentally lets go one hand to tilt Leo's chin up and search his eyes. His blush would put some of their former classmates to shame, but he tries to say something.]
I-- I know you have. I have too. [...] Don't release me, Leo.
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Elliot feels a bit dizzy. He doesn't break the embrace, but he does lift up his head to look at him, not even attempting to hide the fact that he's flustered. A furious pink dusts across his cheek, neck and ears, and he briefly forgets how to use words.]
............Ah?
[He squeezes the fabric of Leo's shirt and makes a noise between embarrassment and awe at the simple movement of Leo's hand. He'd always accept the darkest and most broken parts of Leo, just as he's certain Leo would accept his destructive anger and unpleasant parts...but since when had Leo become so good at this?!
Afraid that if he speaks it will just be a clumsy disaster of words, he experimentally lets go one hand to tilt Leo's chin up and search his eyes. His blush would put some of their former classmates to shame, but he tries to say something.]
I-- I know you have. I have too. [...] Don't release me, Leo.