[ you can see him bracing for a kiss in the way his mouth clamps shut as soon has her face starts coming in to close the gap. it's no relief when she doesn't, though. not when the alternative is worse.
the choice isn't much of a choice. he knows it, and he knows that she meant for it to be that way. he's fully aware of this being just another game to her. he doesn't even try to step back when she lets go of him. she'll just pull him back in again, probably.
instead, he purses his lips in a thin line, exhaling through his nose. he knows what he's going to choose. he already knew, as soon as she laid the options out. but it doesn't make it any easier. he wanted the choice. he wanted to be in control of his own actions. even if the thought of whatever those actions might be left him feeling sick to his stomach. a new and exciting opportunity to feel disgust at himself instead of at her. ]
Did you have something in mind, or am I supposed to surprise you?
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the choice isn't much of a choice. he knows it, and he knows that she meant for it to be that way. he's fully aware of this being just another game to her. he doesn't even try to step back when she lets go of him. she'll just pull him back in again, probably.
instead, he purses his lips in a thin line, exhaling through his nose. he knows what he's going to choose. he already knew, as soon as she laid the options out. but it doesn't make it any easier. he wanted the choice. he wanted to be in control of his own actions. even if the thought of whatever those actions might be left him feeling sick to his stomach. a new and exciting opportunity to feel disgust at himself instead of at her. ]
Did you have something in mind, or am I supposed to surprise you?