Growing Distant
Continued: [x] | @princesircastic
To feel James physically turn away from him and shut him out cut deeper than Liam cared to admit, and for a moment he could only attempt to mouth words to form sentences, only for no sound to follow. He took a breath, trying to push away the emotions so he could focus on James, but the hurt lingered, reminding him that they were currently in a rocky place right now.
Instead of allowing James to dismiss the conversation so easily, he pressed up against his partner’s back, arm reaching over him, loose so as not to be too constricting, though he longed to take James’ hand in his own. “I’ve not decided anything yet…” he murmured, knowing that wasn’t enough, that the platitude of his absence of a decision did not make up for the fact that he was even considering in the first place, despite all that had happened before. He still wore the scars physically of that time, and they both carried the mental and emotional damage it had caused. I know its selfish, but I can’t just let it all go so easily…
“Please, Jay, don’t shut me out now…” he murmured, wishing James would just get angry with him for his hesitancy with the decision or shout or argue something so that he could get it all out. Anything would be better than this uncomfortable limbo they had fallen into, only escapable when he made his decision.