[ With a frown, Myung looks up, his eyes searching Junsu's. ]
It's not just up to me. What I feel, it doesn't matter if you're not on board. But I also don't need you to feel obligated, or whatever.
[ There's an edge of disgust in his voice as he says the words. He'd hate for this to happen. For Junsu to fuck him just because he feels like that's what Myung wants. That'd hurt just as much as Dae leaving did. No, that's not what he wants, and Myung needs to be clear and honest. He sits up, fidgeting with anxiety. ]
I just. I'm not very good at talking about my feelings so I thought maybe I could express them to you through sex, and it's like, I don't know. It's what I know to do. But I don't want you to do anything for me. I want you to do things with me. Because I - I like you, okay? Like. I like you.
[ Myung flushes, looking down at his own lap, feeling stupidly like he's about to cry. ]
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It's not just up to me. What I feel, it doesn't matter if you're not on board. But I also don't need you to feel obligated, or whatever.
[ There's an edge of disgust in his voice as he says the words. He'd hate for this to happen. For Junsu to fuck him just because he feels like that's what Myung wants. That'd hurt just as much as Dae leaving did. No, that's not what he wants, and Myung needs to be clear and honest. He sits up, fidgeting with anxiety. ]
I just. I'm not very good at talking about my feelings so I thought maybe I could express them to you through sex, and it's like, I don't know. It's what I know to do. But I don't want you to do anything for me. I want you to do things with me. Because I - I like you, okay? Like. I like you.
[ Myung flushes, looking down at his own lap, feeling stupidly like he's about to cry. ]