[Olivine's eyes close lightly as Basch presses another kiss to his hair, smile broadening a little as he speaks again. his hand drifts to rest over the taller man's chest, shuffling through hair to come to his heartbeat.
he can understand... basically all of it, after all. the reluctance, the ability to enjoy what this is. going home... will they even be able to? does it matter that much if someone wants to stay?]
I probably pushed the conversation too quickly, too. I'm... honestly, I'm still getting used to how to talk to people, so I didn't realise how you might have felt until we were in the middle of talking. [it may seem like a strange thing for him to say, given the kind of person Olivine is. still, it's true enough.] But... I think I wouldn't mind it again either. Without anything influencing it, preferably.
[it's occurred to him by now that that was at least a decent part of why it bothered Basch, and at least a small part of why it bothered him too. he'd at least felt mostly unaltered, but he has no idea what it was like for the blond.]
... this place has certainly been the source of a lot of learning, hasn't it?
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Date: 2024-05-03 11:53 am (UTC)[Olivine's eyes close lightly as Basch presses another kiss to his hair, smile broadening a little as he speaks again. his hand drifts to rest over the taller man's chest, shuffling through hair to come to his heartbeat.
he can understand... basically all of it, after all. the reluctance, the ability to enjoy what this is. going home... will they even be able to? does it matter that much if someone wants to stay?]
I probably pushed the conversation too quickly, too. I'm... honestly, I'm still getting used to how to talk to people, so I didn't realise how you might have felt until we were in the middle of talking. [it may seem like a strange thing for him to say, given the kind of person Olivine is. still, it's true enough.] But... I think I wouldn't mind it again either. Without anything influencing it, preferably.
[it's occurred to him by now that that was at least a decent part of why it bothered Basch, and at least a small part of why it bothered him too. he'd at least felt mostly unaltered, but he has no idea what it was like for the blond.]
... this place has certainly been the source of a lot of learning, hasn't it?