it's hard and nobody understands

[kringlefuck]

Who: Jake English + Dirk Strider.
Where: Jake's room.
When: The evening of February 1st.
Style: Action pls.
Status: Private, but still on going. Continued from here.


<sub>[ The walk to his bedroom seemed to take forever, but he took it in silence as he guided his boyfriend-not-boyfriend thing to his bedroom for a feelings jam. A super feelings jam he should have approached much earlier than he did. He was going to do this right this time; no running away from your problems anymore. Jake had to remember to be as sensitive as possible, which was a daunting challenge for him.

Sitting on the edge of his bed, he waited for Dirk to take a seat next to him before hanging in his head. ]</sub>

I'm terrified.

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[shippingmath]

[Dirk hesitates awkwardly by the door for a moment, before finally taking a seat on the bed. He picks an awkward middle distance, not at the far side of the bed, not right next to Jake. He feels frozen inside. He's not sure if he's mad, any more, or if he's afraid, and the longer he has to wait, the more it's messing with his head.

So he's just left staring as Jake hangs his head.]

So just say it, already.

[God, what does Jake even have to be terrified of, here?]