[ this isn't the first time rhys has thought about kissing jack. he never really left himself indulge for more than a moment though because handsome jack was still more of an icon, a hero, than an actual human being. now though, things are a little different. when jack was in his head, he was kicked off his pedestal. when jack is at his side, he's brought to rhys' level.
on some level, rhys is aware of how bad this is, of how quickly it can turn into something that he can't handle -- that's how it always works with jack, right? every story from every person who got even a smidgen close to him. that's why no one really survives jack, not really. rhys though, he's naive and he wants so desperately to believe the lie that when jack moves in to kiss him, he doesn't back off.
his hands curl in jack's shirt, pressing in close to meet his mouth and feeling an odd but satisfying sensation as he feels the brush of the scar against his skin. it's still so cool, being this close to jack and this ... accepted? wanted? by him. rhys feels so jubilant in this moment, more than he's felt since jack smiled at him in his office and told him he was proud of him. this is better, this is a physical thing along with an emotional. it makes rhys feel whole.
when they break apart, rhys lets out a kind of breathy laugh, forehead pressed against jack's and not trying to move away this time. he grins, meeting jack's gaze in response and tries to squash the urge to kiss him again. not... yet, not now, but soon. ]
Nnnnot quite how I expected the night to go, gotta say. Thought you didn't want to make it that gay?
[ he curls closer, taking up more that little amount of space between them. his ankle slides against jack's and he lets out a pleased sigh, feeling... oddly relaxed now. he's accepted it, accepted how bad this is just how much he still wants it. it's fine, he thinks. it's completely fine. ]
Glad you -- [ he pauses, interrupting himself with a yawn and his eyes fall shut for a moment ] Glad you did though. I really like you -- different than the whole admiration thing. Just, y'know, you yourself. I really like that part of you and m'glad you finally believe me. I'll keep, [ another yawn here ] proving it if I have to, Jack.
[ it's said in a sleepy, content tone -- voice a soft mumble because in this moment, rhys is completely happy. surrounded by jack like this and given his affection, rhys doesn't want to be anywhere else in the universe. ]
holy shit
on some level, rhys is aware of how bad this is, of how quickly it can turn into something that he can't handle -- that's how it always works with jack, right? every story from every person who got even a smidgen close to him. that's why no one really survives jack, not really. rhys though, he's naive and he wants so desperately to believe the lie that when jack moves in to kiss him, he doesn't back off.
his hands curl in jack's shirt, pressing in close to meet his mouth and feeling an odd but satisfying sensation as he feels the brush of the scar against his skin. it's still so cool, being this close to jack and this ... accepted? wanted? by him. rhys feels so jubilant in this moment, more than he's felt since jack smiled at him in his office and told him he was proud of him. this is better, this is a physical thing along with an emotional. it makes rhys feel whole.
when they break apart, rhys lets out a kind of breathy laugh, forehead pressed against jack's and not trying to move away this time. he grins, meeting jack's gaze in response and tries to squash the urge to kiss him again. not... yet, not now, but soon. ]
Nnnnot quite how I expected the night to go, gotta say. Thought you didn't want to make it that gay?
[ he curls closer, taking up more that little amount of space between them. his ankle slides against jack's and he lets out a pleased sigh, feeling... oddly relaxed now. he's accepted it, accepted how bad this is just how much he still wants it. it's fine, he thinks. it's completely fine. ]
Glad you -- [ he pauses, interrupting himself with a yawn and his eyes fall shut for a moment ] Glad you did though. I really like you -- different than the whole admiration thing. Just, y'know, you yourself. I really like that part of you and m'glad you finally believe me. I'll keep, [ another yawn here ] proving it if I have to, Jack.
[ it's said in a sleepy, content tone -- voice a soft mumble because in this moment, rhys is completely happy. surrounded by jack like this and given his affection, rhys doesn't want to be anywhere else in the universe. ]