[He stiffens a little in surprise -- at her words, not at the kiss. He won't lie and say he isn't doing this for the recognition, but... Steph's recognition is different somehow. It means more.
It makes him feel like trying. Like the fact that he's tired and sore and aching all over is a good thing instead of just a massive pain in the ass.
This isn't perfect. It doesn't feel right. She's still-- and he just can't push that thought out of his head long enough to matter. He wants to tell her. Two words. Well. Two and a half.
'I'm gay.'
No big deal, right?
Instead, he just tucks his hands into her hair and kisses her back.]
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It makes him feel like trying. Like the fact that he's tired and sore and aching all over is a good thing instead of just a massive pain in the ass.
This isn't perfect. It doesn't feel right. She's still-- and he just can't push that thought out of his head long enough to matter. He wants to tell her. Two words. Well. Two and a half.
'I'm gay.'
No big deal, right?
Instead, he just tucks his hands into her hair and kisses her back.]