When he gets that nudge to his shoulder, he does sit up, but not facing forward - his body's still parallel to the back of the couch, which makes it pretty clear that he plans to lie right back down when Ryan is seated. Ever since the first time he touched Ryan, the light finger up his spine, he's looked at him just a little bit differently. Not just mentally or emotionally, but physically.
It's probably way too weird even for this guy, what he contemplates sometimes. He's still a ghost, still dead. But thanks to the nature of his life, pubescent years spent in a fight for survival and later ones either trapped in a fishbowl full of people with repellent values or in an actual war, he died a virgin. It's not something he wants to talk about, ever, but Ryan's reaction to that touch stirred something brand new in him because even touches that he found exciting in his life (playful, boyish nudges back and forth, aggressively platonic wrestling matches) were never reciprocated. He was the master of wanting what he could never, ever have.
And now, he probably still is. But if Ryan goes for it, damnit, he's lying with his head on his lap.]
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When he gets that nudge to his shoulder, he does sit up, but not facing forward - his body's still parallel to the back of the couch, which makes it pretty clear that he plans to lie right back down when Ryan is seated. Ever since the first time he touched Ryan, the light finger up his spine, he's looked at him just a little bit differently. Not just mentally or emotionally, but physically.
It's probably way too weird even for this guy, what he contemplates sometimes. He's still a ghost, still dead. But thanks to the nature of his life, pubescent years spent in a fight for survival and later ones either trapped in a fishbowl full of people with repellent values or in an actual war, he died a virgin. It's not something he wants to talk about, ever, but Ryan's reaction to that touch stirred something brand new in him because even touches that he found exciting in his life (playful, boyish nudges back and forth, aggressively platonic wrestling matches) were never reciprocated. He was the master of wanting what he could never, ever have.
And now, he probably still is. But if Ryan goes for it, damnit, he's lying with his head on his lap.]
Get comfy, 'cause I'm going to.