"You were glad I talked to you," Jedao reminds him, with a small smile and a gentle squeeze of his hands, reacting to Quentin's physical desperation more than the verbal offer. "And I was so glad you made me promise to talk it out with Fives, last time," the unmitigated success of which is mostly driving his doggedness now.
"Even though it was terrible at first and went against all my instincts. I'll be there, I promise."
He barely manages to bite off the darling his mouth wants to add, aching with the unsaid endearment; it feels more unfair to add than anything Quentin called a low blow before.
Then he remembers he's a Shuos, and being a hypocrite besides.
"Go hide and breathe a little, sweetheart," he says, releasing Quentin's wrists.
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Date: 2018-03-23 12:03 pm (UTC)"Even though it was terrible at first and went against all my instincts. I'll be there, I promise."
He barely manages to bite off the darling his mouth wants to add, aching with the unsaid endearment; it feels more unfair to add than anything Quentin called a low blow before.
Then he remembers he's a Shuos, and being a hypocrite besides.
"Go hide and breathe a little, sweetheart," he says, releasing Quentin's wrists.