[He stilled when Booker came up behind him, smiling softly as he leaned back against his broadening chest. Between the boxing and just his general stockiness, Booker was well on his way to being the broadest of the three of them.
Not that Nicky minded at all. He was bringing his hands up to rest over Booker's when the other man pulled away and he was left to close his eyes and thunk his head against the wood of the bookshelf.
What the hell was wrong with him?
He worked for a while, the two of them together, and all the while that doubt churned away at his insides. Finally, three boxes in, he set the last of the books onto the shelf a little harder than he needed to and turned.]
What haven't you kissed me since that night with Joe?
[His cheeks flared red almost at once, but he made himself not look away.]
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Date: 2020-08-27 10:53 pm (UTC)Not that Nicky minded at all. He was bringing his hands up to rest over Booker's when the other man pulled away and he was left to close his eyes and thunk his head against the wood of the bookshelf.
What the hell was wrong with him?
He worked for a while, the two of them together, and all the while that doubt churned away at his insides. Finally, three boxes in, he set the last of the books onto the shelf a little harder than he needed to and turned.]
What haven't you kissed me since that night with Joe?
[His cheeks flared red almost at once, but he made himself not look away.]
Did you...did you not like it?