Evan Rosier, asexual, hates being touched; he hates caresses on his body, kisses on his neck, he detests lingering stares and insinuations; he hates being looked at with desire and lust, he hates being seen as nothing more than a body. He hates the pathetic tones and the pleas for him to get naked, to get involved, to make an effortā¦
He hates it when people imply that he needs fixing, or tell him that things will change once he finds the right person. He hates how those thoughts, which arenāt even his own, creep into his mind and try to validate those idiots. He hates telling himself that perhaps he is the problem.
Until he meets Barty. Barty is weird and obsessed with sex, but he is also a good listener and attentive.
He was the one who helped Evan reclaim his body and accept himself, making him understand that the problem wasnāt him, it was how people viewed his body; it was their projections that made him feel disgusting. Evan isnāt disgusting; heās beautiful and perfect, and he shouldnāt have to hide from idiots and their nasty stares, theyāre the problem, not Evan. And he can wear whatever he wants, because itās his body and he can own it however he pleases, and no one has any say in the matter.
It was Barty who made him love physical contact, who made him love touch and kisses, because Barty never goes too far; he takes only what Evan is willing to give, and he never complains when Evan tells him heās overstepping or simply isnāt in the mood. Barty doesnāt force things; he steps back, giving him space while remaining attentive to his needs.
They have never made love, but Barty doesnāt use a pitiful, whiny tone to beg him, to ask for more than he wants to give.
It was Barty who made him realize there was nothing broken about him. Not with words, not with grand speeches, not by trying to convince him, but by loving him in a messy, chaotic way, by simply being there, listening, and never overstepping his boundaries. By showing him every day that there is nothing wrong with being weird and different.
Barty did nothing more than take him as he is and love him that way, without asking him to change, adapt, or conform.
Evan hates proving those idiots right, but if thereās one thing thatās true, itās that everything changed when he found the right person. Because he no longer has to hide, he is no longer afraid to say no, to say he isnāt in the mood. He is no longer afraid to put a stop to a make-out session because things are going a bit too far and he feels uncomfortable. He no longer fears lustful gazes and caresses on his body, for he knows that it will all come to an end, without drama or lamentation, the moment he says āstop.ā Evan is no longer afraid to go shirtless or sleep naked, because he knows no one will accuse him of being a tease or doing it on purposeā¦
Actually, maybe that wasnāt really what those idiots meant when they talked about finding the right person, but for Evan, thatās exactly what it means. Finding the right person means finding someone who makes him feel safe and loves him without wanting to change him.
And Barty is the right person.
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