[ Ganymede feels the temporary bit of tensing from the other freezing where he is, and his heart beats as quickly as Michel's; a quagmire of trepidation where his reaching out is pretty much very much on the contained side. If, somehow, his unreasonableness and swimming in the midst of his trauma means that he's the one who crossed the line.
All things considered, he doesn't know what he's doing. Or maybe even what he has done. But, those concerns cease to matter, considering Michel's response. It fills him with more than a semblance of joy and surprise. ]
You don't? Well...that's good. A good thing.
[ They're both doing well here, fam.
He's going to close his eyes, remain comfortable as possible. And, a part of him thinks, if the other can give him that, then even in this tentative clash of emotions, Ganymede believes he can very well do the same. Albeit with some awkwardness, but the both of them seem aligned in that. ]
same expression in icons ftw
All things considered, he doesn't know what he's doing. Or maybe even what he has done. But, those concerns cease to matter, considering Michel's response. It fills him with more than a semblance of joy and surprise. ]
You don't? Well...that's good. A good thing.
[ They're both doing well here, fam.
He's going to close his eyes, remain comfortable as possible. And, a part of him thinks, if the other can give him that, then even in this tentative clash of emotions, Ganymede believes he can very well do the same. Albeit with some awkwardness, but the both of them seem aligned in that. ]