I have already shared too much, hangs like a weight around his neck, the complication of still feeling as though he hasn't shared the most important part leaving him spinning momentarily.
It hadn't been his intention to seek the man out only to leave again before exchanging more of themselves physically. The desire had bubbled just beneath his skin until the cold light of reality had shone upon his confession.
He wants to stay but he needs to leave.
"Goodnight, Enver," he finally says and he should take the space and see himself out. Should put a stop to this evening's complexities to go and worship in the most simplistic way that he can. There's a moment he wants to find something else to give, another word to slot into place, to share just a touch more of himself before he takes himself away. But the word isn't one that he knows, and it's only the brief visual of Enver's lips that prompts him into further departure from what he knows. He leans in and presses a kiss to the smaller man's cheek, a novel thing and the inevitable nail in the coffin.
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It hadn't been his intention to seek the man out only to leave again before exchanging more of themselves physically. The desire had bubbled just beneath his skin until the cold light of reality had shone upon his confession.
He wants to stay but he needs to leave.
"Goodnight, Enver," he finally says and he should take the space and see himself out. Should put a stop to this evening's complexities to go and worship in the most simplistic way that he can. There's a moment he wants to find something else to give, another word to slot into place, to share just a touch more of himself before he takes himself away. But the word isn't one that he knows, and it's only the brief visual of Enver's lips that prompts him into further departure from what he knows. He leans in and presses a kiss to the smaller man's cheek, a novel thing and the inevitable nail in the coffin.
And with that he finally takes his leave.