"W-well... I.. I don't imagine anyone would be too happy, had they
b-been in my.. unique position," the prince replied, nervous, but
with a rather teasing undertone - he tried to make it like a joke,
at any rate, but heavens know Heysen was not quite the epitome
of comedy, and he only really ended up sputtering and giving
this barking little laugh that came out mostly as uncomfortable.
Only afterwords did he seem to realize how odd he must have
sounded and he was swift to drop his gaze, running trembling,
clammy fingers into his palm and tightening his hand into a fist.
After everything, after all he had been through, who would have
known he'd get so very anxious over some ridiculous thing like
this?
And there it was, the dreaded question. Oh, how the young man
wished implications had been enough! Kageka was certainly
correct with her thinking, however, as being straightforward was
truly the best way to get an answer from the boy who so often
preferred tiptoeing around undesirable subjects. Now, he really
didn't have a way out of it, and he was left shifting and sweating
and trying to stutter out a response. Just one word, that was all
he needed, damn him for being so long-winded and damn him
for not having the courage to speak his mind, but any longer and
poor Kage would surely think the worst and then he would never
be presented with another chance to say - -
"Y-yes," Heysen finally spat out, a little too loudly and obviously
forced, but, really, it wouldn't have come out at all if he hadn't
made himself say it. After speaking he immediately paused, as
if expecting some sort of backlash, but when it doesn't come he
was quick to try and continue on, voice soft and shaky and edgy.
"I-I mean.. I think I.." He gestured rather frantically with his good
hand. "I've n-never... L-like.. It's ju-just, y-y- - you'r-re- - Ugh!"
The poor prince's blush had spread up to his ears, though it had
transitioned from embarrassed to angry, terribly frustrated with
himself for being physically unable to express his thoughts into
words - he couldn't figure out quite what to say to begin with, let
alone actually speak it aloud with this insufferable stutter ruining
the moment! The young man was simply so irritated with him-
self that he felt a lump rising in his throat and he uttered a curse
under his breath, head bowed in shame to avoid meeting her
gaze, lest he do something really embarrassing. How he'd never
be able to forgive himself if he actually started bawling.
No, no. He may not be able to speak, but he wouldn't let himself
do that. He only gently reached to take Kage's wrist again, slowly
gathering the nerve to hold her hand. Once he could do that, he
dared to murmur the quietest little apology. Glob, why couldn't
anything ever go the way he'd like it to?
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