jules couldn't have foreseen what he was about to walk into. camera dangling around his neck, glasses on and one aiden's sweaters matched with a skirt was what he was working with when he stepped into the library, eyes immediately drifting to the skeletons, eyes widening+
until his attention's caught by the other, finally finding him on the shelf. "you...went all out." he hummed, pleasantly surprised, as well as slightly freaked. eyes drop to the latter and he grimaces at first, then using there sleeves of the sweater come into direct contact+
still helps to hear, so thank you. i got some anxiety issues, working on it. i’ll be in my room so we can have some space. sound okay to you?
what i want you to say is that this doesn’t change how you feel about me. we’ve done this too many times. the fights and the regrets and i just, i can handle these, even if they suck. i just, i care about you and i want you to know that, even when we’re like this.
do you have to curse so much when you’re pissed at me? it’s a sensitive thing for me. family stuff. i just.. it’s tough for me. i wanted to tell you how i felt because you keep telling me to speak up. i did it wrong, you’re pissed and i’m not trying to piss you off more.
you said we should watch the grass grow or whatever. i was joking by equating this to a metaphor about celibacy. i’m not… i’m not saying you don’t get to be annoyed that i made the joke at all. i’m saying i don’t want us to be keeping score and trying to annoy one another. —
