[ the only attack he's getting is when yves kisses his cheek in a playful, teasing way before pulling back to give him space again ]
You're being a little moody now.
[ given all these little feelings flitting in the space between them, but yves is clearly just still having a great time. he feels his point has been proven and his feelings understood, and as long as that's the case, he's content.
and just to get ahead of claude worrying about any weirdness between them: ]
You're one of my best friends, Claude. I'm happy with that.
[ There is a spark of embarrassment. He's not even a bottom, why does he have to feel like this. Feeling flustered and confused... Still unsure how they got to this point.
Yves seems at ease and unbothered, but Claude can't help the worry. He doesn't want to hurt him. Doesn't want to disappoint him. Doesn't want to fail to meet expectations. ]
I see.
[ But he's not going to play games or put on a facade, and if Yves is happy with their friendship, then he'll just have to believe him. ]
I'm glad that you told me. [ Even if he's been o_o about it. ] I wish that I could wholeheartedly return your feelings, but I... I don't think I'm there.
[ claude you are so funny and awkward and yves loves you so much. even with his words, that doesn't disappear. there's no disappointment because he never expected anything. claude is too wonderful for someone like him, and he knew that long before he closed the gap between them. someone with such a wide worldview couldn't have time for someone as small as yves.
yves holds claude's hand back without hesitation, a little burst of happiness just from the touch, to not be reviled for his brief (and now halted) advances. a rejection, if it's this warm, is still a comfort. ]
The fact that you even wish you could is more than I could've dreamed of. [ even now yves feels like a hideous monster—so for claude to be so sweet to him feels so lucky ]
You don't have to be anywhere. [ gently, because he can feel some of that worry ] Ever. I told you because all I want you to know is that I love you. Without conditions or expectations. That if I could choose anyone, it'd be you.
I don't even think one conversation will be enough to express how much you mean to me... but I hope it'll open your heart to trying to understand even a little.
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You're being a little moody now.
[ given all these little feelings flitting in the space between them, but yves is clearly just still having a great time. he feels his point has been proven and his feelings understood, and as long as that's the case, he's content.
and just to get ahead of claude worrying about any weirdness between them: ]
You're one of my best friends, Claude. I'm happy with that.
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Yves seems at ease and unbothered, but Claude can't help the worry. He doesn't want to hurt him. Doesn't want to disappoint him. Doesn't want to fail to meet expectations. ]
I see.
[ But he's not going to play games or put on a facade, and if Yves is happy with their friendship, then he'll just have to believe him. ]
I'm glad that you told me. [ Even if he's been o_o about it. ] I wish that I could wholeheartedly return your feelings, but I... I don't think I'm there.
[ He just takes one of Yves' hands. ]
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yves holds claude's hand back without hesitation, a little burst of happiness just from the touch, to not be reviled for his brief (and now halted) advances. a rejection, if it's this warm, is still a comfort. ]
The fact that you even wish you could is more than I could've dreamed of. [ even now yves feels like a hideous monster—so for claude to be so sweet to him feels so lucky ]
You don't have to be anywhere. [ gently, because he can feel some of that worry ] Ever. I told you because all I want you to know is that I love you. Without conditions or expectations. That if I could choose anyone, it'd be you.
I don't even think one conversation will be enough to express how much you mean to me... but I hope it'll open your heart to trying to understand even a little.