[ hwylryn talks and ish flushes more and more at every word. truthfully he doesn't know what to address and that's without factoring how it feels to have him rubbing up against his neck. even if it's innocent, his heart skips a beat.
stupidly, he wonders if hwylryn's heart feels like his does now. ]
Aahh— [ not even a hey this time, he's struggling! ]
—my heart is bad for my heart. [ what a dumb sentence that's still not an actual complaint. ]
It's not like anyone else can do this to me, you know.
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stupidly, he wonders if hwylryn's heart feels like his does now. ]
Aahh— [ not even a hey this time, he's struggling! ]
—my heart is bad for my heart. [ what a dumb sentence that's still not an actual complaint. ]
It's not like anyone else can do this to me, you know.