On the cheek, yes, but that doesn’t make it less familiar. A real kiss is more enthusiastic and charged with eager want. That was… gentle. Sweet, even. What right does he have to be anywhere in the same neighborhood as sweet?
Robbie realizes he’s frozen right there in the hug and backs up a few inches to combat how warm and close the room's gotten, but not completely away. He might feel like he did when Vance confessed his feelings – like Legion World got shook like as snow globe – but he’s not willing to blow up their friendship again. That hadn’t worked. He’d been miserable, lonely, and confused.
Maybe, if he doesn’t try to fight every surprisingly nice thing that happens, he can settle for confused in this new normal they’ve created. Just don’t think too hard about why Vance kissing his cheek is so nice.
Robbie licks his lips nervously and glances fleetingly at Vancebefore admitting, “I don’t know what to do next.”
There’s no safe way out or in this hug. It’s a mine-hug, and he wants a road map. How to move without setting off an explosion. The jury's hung on whether or not the kiss was a bomb or da bomb. Not enough evidence.
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Vance kissed him.
On the cheek, yes, but that doesn’t make it less familiar. A real kiss is more enthusiastic and charged with eager want. That was… gentle. Sweet, even. What right does he have to be anywhere in the same neighborhood as sweet?
Robbie realizes he’s frozen right there in the hug and backs up a few inches to combat how warm and close the room's gotten, but not completely away. He might feel like he did when Vance confessed his feelings – like Legion World got shook like as snow globe – but he’s not willing to blow up their friendship again. That hadn’t worked. He’d been miserable, lonely, and confused.
Maybe, if he doesn’t try to fight every surprisingly nice thing that happens, he can settle for confused in this new normal they’ve created. Just don’t think too hard about why Vance kissing his cheek is so nice.
Robbie licks his lips nervously and glances fleetingly at Vancebefore admitting, “I don’t know what to do next.”
There’s no safe way out or in this hug. It’s a mine-hug, and he wants a road map. How to move without setting off an explosion. The jury's hung on whether or not the kiss was a bomb or da bomb. Not enough evidence.