Date: 2019-12-11 10:26 pm (UTC)
therushingsky: (facepalm)
Rhys's breath hitches, and he draws back a little, planting his hand in the middle of Elijah's chest. He drops his head, not wanting the other man to see his eyes right now,

"Sorry. I'm not-- if we do that right now I'm pretty sure I'm gonna cry."

And you won't know how to deal with him and it'll just be awkward all over.
This account has disabled anonymous posting.
If you don't have an account you can create one now.
HTML doesn't work in the subject.
More info about formatting

Profile

biocomposer: (Default)
Elijah Kamski

July 2019

S M T W T F S
 123 456
78910111213
14151617181920
21222324252627
28293031   

Style Credit

Expand Cut Tags

No cut tags
Page generated May. 29th, 2025 01:19 pm
Powered by Dreamwidth Studios
OSZAR »