[to be fair, romance doesn't have to physically hurt him to hurt him. he's doing a pretty good job of beating himself up still, but when romance asks how he'd feel if it were the other way around, that shame and embarrassment rise with a vengeance, spreading throughout his chest, pressing against his heart like it's going to crush him to death. he huffs a rough breath, trying to shrink in on himself again, even if it's impossible not to roll his hips into romance's hand when he starts stroking him.]
I... I wouldn't like it.
[romance's mouth is warm against his ear, but there's a cold, sinking feeling in his stomach. he gently shakes his head, trying to fight back the burning urge to cry again, though he's careful not to bump into romance while he's doing so.]
I don't want anyone else to see you like that. [not now, not ever, and especially not when he knows how badly it hurt romance.
not only is there a burn in his face, but it spreads through his throat, down his chest and into his stomach, quickly replacing the coldness he was feeling moments ago. is this jealousy? is this what it feels like? if so, he doesn't think anyone should ever feel this way, particularly when it comes to someone he cares so much about.]
I'm sorry... [he doesn't know how much he can say it, but he will do so until romance is appeased.]
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I... I wouldn't like it.
[romance's mouth is warm against his ear, but there's a cold, sinking feeling in his stomach. he gently shakes his head, trying to fight back the burning urge to cry again, though he's careful not to bump into romance while he's doing so.]
I don't want anyone else to see you like that. [not now, not ever, and especially not when he knows how badly it hurt romance.
not only is there a burn in his face, but it spreads through his throat, down his chest and into his stomach, quickly replacing the coldness he was feeling moments ago. is this jealousy? is this what it feels like? if so, he doesn't think anyone should ever feel this way, particularly when it comes to someone he cares so much about.]
I'm sorry... [he doesn't know how much he can say it, but he will do so until romance is appeased.]