There is gravity and there is weight, and for a perfect, precise moment, Alex Seattle Geer understands how it feels to have the responsibility of someone's life in your hands. Not in a simple way, as he likes, but something firmer and more delicate-- The understanding of trust. He has spoken of trusting Neil for months, but he wonders if he does, to this kind of extent. To this kind of giving yourself.
It's not simple. And it's not an excuse. It's the answer Neil gives to him, and it's enough for the moment. For right now.
Alex leans his hips into Neil, pressing, and leans to kiss him again. "I love you," he says, before their lips meet. A correction more than a declaration. He loves this kid, Neil Park. Not just care. Not just a passing whim, as Neil had said outside that Republic. Alex deepens the kiss, swallows him down, and doesn't want to stop. Wants to keep Neil in his arms.
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There is gravity and there is weight, and for a perfect, precise moment, Alex Seattle Geer understands how it feels to have the responsibility of someone's life in your hands. Not in a simple way, as he likes, but something firmer and more delicate-- The understanding of trust. He has spoken of trusting Neil for months, but he wonders if he does, to this kind of extent. To this kind of giving yourself.
It's not simple. And it's not an excuse. It's the answer Neil gives to him, and it's enough for the moment. For right now.
Alex leans his hips into Neil, pressing, and leans to kiss him again. "I love you," he says, before their lips meet. A correction more than a declaration. He loves this kid, Neil Park. Not just care. Not just a passing whim, as Neil had said outside that Republic. Alex deepens the kiss, swallows him down, and doesn't want to stop. Wants to keep Neil in his arms.