- NATE -
I can't see much of the future
Unless we find out what's to blame, what a shame
Unless we find out what's to blame, what a shame
At least he never has to worry about being forgotten then. It’s a more comforting thought than Nate is willing to admit to himself, let alone Isla, so he just chuckles, and lets his bi-toned gaze fall back onto the firling for a moment, it’s wiggling distraction enough for him to step back out from the shadow of embarrassment.
His husband and his work. Two things he got to discuss far too rarely, indulged here. The chuckle that leaves him matches his words, warm and genuine and almost surprising. Somethi bf self depreciating roses and dies on his tongue, Nate putting on a humble show instead. ”Thank you. I’ve had help with it though, and it’s still got a ways to go.” A ways that he’s not certain is even possible, not that it will stop him from trying.
Islas hand is accepted easily, the grip maybe a little tighter than Nate would usually offer. Maybe. ”I’m excited to work with you too. I can’t wait to hear what ideas you re bringing to the table.”
His husband and his work. Two things he got to discuss far too rarely, indulged here. The chuckle that leaves him matches his words, warm and genuine and almost surprising. Somethi bf self depreciating roses and dies on his tongue, Nate putting on a humble show instead. ”Thank you. I’ve had help with it though, and it’s still got a ways to go.” A ways that he’s not certain is even possible, not that it will stop him from trying.
Islas hand is accepted easily, the grip maybe a little tighter than Nate would usually offer. Maybe. ”I’m excited to work with you too. I can’t wait to hear what ideas you re bringing to the table.”
And we won't be together much longer
Unless we realize that we are the same
Unless we realize that we are the same
