S A M U E L
"Sorry...? What for..?" Sam was utterly bewildered, unsure what he'd done to take them from happy kisses to apologies in barely a minute. Remi pulled his hand away and Sam took a step back with a hurt frown on his face. He thought they had been doing well, that they'd created the kind of atmosphere where they could flirt and kiss and keep going.
But then Remi was making clear excuses to leave, and he'd clearly messed it up but he didn't know where. His chest hurt with embarrassment and confusion as he nodded, looking down suddenly feeling ashamed and dirty.
"...Right. Well, good luck." He finished lamely, walking past Remi to the door. Just before he reached it he turned back and looked to Remi as if he was about to say something, but nothing came out. He just stood and stared then sighed and shook his head.
I AM THE OCEAN CLAWING AT YOUR MOON
