Part of him screamed that he should run. That he was laying himself into a trap that would effect him just as much as Winona had but here in Mathis, everything was different. Who was there to judge him or Malcolm for falling in the way they had, for needing a human connection that everyone else needed?
God help anyone who walked in right now though.
It warmed him more, the way that Malcolm melted into him and held onto him like he would save him from some of the storm. Maybe the misunderstanding hadn't fucked anything up. Raylan pressed a kiss into Malcolm's head, arm tightening around him.
"It doesn't have to be complicated. I don't want it to be. I want.." He took a deep breath in and out. "More than I should and less than you want, I think." A succinct way to say it, he thought. "I don't want complicated," he repeated, finding no other way to say it. "And that doesn't mean I just want sex, I don't, I just--" Didn't know what he wanted. "Want this."
Someone who gave a shit against him for a little while. A safe space to be, to relish in the slow exploration of this new and not so new side of himself and all the questions it brought.
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God help anyone who walked in right now though.
It warmed him more, the way that Malcolm melted into him and held onto him like he would save him from some of the storm. Maybe the misunderstanding hadn't fucked anything up. Raylan pressed a kiss into Malcolm's head, arm tightening around him.
"It doesn't have to be complicated. I don't want it to be. I want.." He took a deep breath in and out. "More than I should and less than you want, I think." A succinct way to say it, he thought. "I don't want complicated," he repeated, finding no other way to say it. "And that doesn't mean I just want sex, I don't, I just--" Didn't know what he wanted. "Want this."
Someone who gave a shit against him for a little while. A safe space to be, to relish in the slow exploration of this new and not so new side of himself and all the questions it brought.