Casper wants to go back home if only because he isn't sure how much he is or isn't needed at home. And... there are people he cares about at home. ... Even if he's not sure that they care about him, he still... has an obligation to them.
He's not sure.
He pulls the other close once he doesn't have anything in his hands. He can probably clean himself up on his own but... he's not sure. He doesn't want to make the other uncomfortable, but... he presses a kiss to the side of his head. "Hey. It's... it's okay." He swallows hard and leans against him. They're boyfriends, but... he's not sure. Maybe it's okay if he -
His body nearly jerks off the chair and he pulls his arms in and hunches his shoulders. The image of a monstrous crablike humanoid flashes in his mind and he presses his hands to his eyes. He leans forward and sighs, his lips quivering. No. No, he can't. He can't be - that's like when - "Sorry." He murmurs it, his voice trembling. "Sorry, I just... it's not your fault I just... I - I'm sorry." He feels distant from his body somehow...
cw: ptsd trauma response
Date: 2024-03-30 11:12 pm (UTC)From:He's not sure.
He pulls the other close once he doesn't have anything in his hands. He can probably clean himself up on his own but... he's not sure. He doesn't want to make the other uncomfortable, but... he presses a kiss to the side of his head. "Hey. It's... it's okay." He swallows hard and leans against him. They're boyfriends, but... he's not sure. Maybe it's okay if he -
His body nearly jerks off the chair and he pulls his arms in and hunches his shoulders. The image of a monstrous crablike humanoid flashes in his mind and he presses his hands to his eyes. He leans forward and sighs, his lips quivering. No. No, he can't. He can't be - that's like when - "Sorry." He murmurs it, his voice trembling. "Sorry, I just... it's not your fault I just... I - I'm sorry." He feels distant from his body somehow...
Gods, why is he so weak?