@sortamaliicious || cont. from here!
He’s stood there in shock, lips parted as he watches his double walk away. It takes him a moment before he can move, and he’s following his double, reaching a hand out to touch Ryan’s shoulder, brows furrowing slightly. He cleared his throat, red tinging his cheeks, the knot in his stomach tightening slightly. He doesn’t really know what to say. There’s things he could ask, sure - what was that for, why did you do that - but it was as if he were on autopilot.
Feelings and emotion were dangerous for a man like him, and he always seemed to get hurt if he let his feelings get away from him. But, maybe this time wouldn’t be too bad, he thinks as he’s leaning forward, pausing so his lips brush against his double’s, breath hitching slightly.
“Is.. this ok?” he says quietly, voice straining as he tried to speak as his throat grew numb.