so you say you want a deathbed scene, the knowledge that comes
before knowledge
before knowledge
and you want it dirty
”Oh believe me, I thought about it.” Nate laughed, leaning back and taking another sip of his tea. It did a far better job of warning him with his addition, and he smiled contentedly, not noticing the shadow that passed over Sams face, or at least, not commenting on it.
It was a different kind of warmth that filled him when Sam stroked his hand, and asked more about his classes. A half remembered conversation about love, and going with the flow came to him, and instead of pulling back from the tenderness, Nate leaned into it, putting another hand on top of Sams and lightly stroking the skin on his wrist. ”I’m trying to take my time. But... I want this to be good.” There was no underlying joke in Nate’s words, just raw, naked emotion. A part of him he had kept hidden, as much as he could.
The same warmth and joy came fo him as Sam so easily told him about his own day, Nate’s eyes following the other mans finger over the book. ”Well it still looks good. And you’ll be better after the Voice fixes you up, right?” Nate smiles brightly, and leans in a little, squeezing Sams hand with both of his own. ”What was her offer anyway? I don’t think you told me.”
It was a different kind of warmth that filled him when Sam stroked his hand, and asked more about his classes. A half remembered conversation about love, and going with the flow came to him, and instead of pulling back from the tenderness, Nate leaned into it, putting another hand on top of Sams and lightly stroking the skin on his wrist. ”I’m trying to take my time. But... I want this to be good.” There was no underlying joke in Nate’s words, just raw, naked emotion. A part of him he had kept hidden, as much as he could.
The same warmth and joy came fo him as Sam so easily told him about his own day, Nate’s eyes following the other mans finger over the book. ”Well it still looks good. And you’ll be better after the Voice fixes you up, right?” Nate smiles brightly, and leans in a little, squeezing Sams hand with both of his own. ”What was her offer anyway? I don’t think you told me.”
and no one can figure out what you want
and you won’t tell them
NATE
