[ @eldestsabourin ] [ x ] [ chris ]
Threat. It’s the gurgling and acid churning in his stomach, and the simultaneous hot-cold on the back of his neck and the expanse of his broad back, and the slightest tremble in his hands shaking through to the tips of his fingers, and the way he stills, goes blank, and thinks: Why?
Well, why not? There isn’t any reason why not. Save for the fact that she’s probably, most likely not interested. Which is fine! More than fine, in fact. So, for that, he’ll keep shtum about it. However, hanging out is something they could both do, so--
“Ruth said she wanted to see you again. Said you make a better sister than I make a brother.” Snorts, then, and adds, “She actually said ‘can I swap Nono for Tiffa? He smells.’” He can’t help but snort-chuckle again, tapering off from his impression of his baby sister.
