[ John is keen to let him believe what he will. Sighted or not the kind of world he deals with on the daily is not for most. He doesn't want to find out the category Matt falls into. He doesn't want to put him in the line of fire.
Distance makes him wonder what will come of them. He hopes that the moments they find in between miles will be enough. He likes being around the other man. Scrappy boy with scars that don't make sense for his day job. ]
What I've got in mind to start is going to murder my knees. Good thing the trousers will be out of the way.
[ Which of course comes after the punch drunk kisses between them. He can almost feel the charge in the air already. ]
More a saint than me at any rate.
[ Not in the least. The good kind. ]
They say it's a virtue. That's on the way to sainthood, right?
[ He's talked Chas into going along with this idea. Only because he'll give over gas money and pay for the hotel on top of it. Good thing his numbers the last few days have panned out. ]
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Distance makes him wonder what will come of them. He hopes that the moments they find in between miles will be enough. He likes being around the other man. Scrappy boy with scars that don't make sense for his day job. ]
What I've got in mind to start is going to murder my knees. Good thing the trousers will be out of the way.
[ Which of course comes after the punch drunk kisses between them. He can almost feel the charge in the air already. ]
More a saint than me at any rate.
[ Not in the least. The good kind. ]
They say it's a virtue. That's on the way to sainthood, right?
[ He's talked Chas into going along with this idea. Only because he'll give over gas money and pay for the hotel on top of it. Good thing his numbers the last few days have panned out. ]