[ Reggie's a little too out of breath and dazed to answer more eloquently than that just yet; he settles against Nick's body a little more, as much as he can without their size difference becoming too awkward, and strokes his fingers through Nick's hair. ]
Yeah. Why wouldn't I be? [ He kisses Nick's forehead, near his temple. ] All that stuff I said, though, it's only-- it wasn't that serious, so don't worry. I don't care what you do with Betty.
[ Or at least he shouldn't care. And as long as it doesn't threaten this, the strange safe way Nick makes him feel, then Reggie's not sure if he does care. It's good. ]
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[ Reggie's a little too out of breath and dazed to answer more eloquently than that just yet; he settles against Nick's body a little more, as much as he can without their size difference becoming too awkward, and strokes his fingers through Nick's hair. ]
Yeah. Why wouldn't I be? [ He kisses Nick's forehead, near his temple. ] All that stuff I said, though, it's only-- it wasn't that serious, so don't worry. I don't care what you do with Betty.
[ Or at least he shouldn't care. And as long as it doesn't threaten this, the strange safe way Nick makes him feel, then Reggie's not sure if he does care. It's good. ]
Are you good?