[Deckerd hunches around that hand and looks up at Gunmax with what is unfortunately a very familiar expression of agonized shame. He grips that hand and turns it before raising it to his lips to press a very gentle, if equally clumsy kiss into the center of his palm. He still isn't exactly used to kissing or even hugging, but he feels he needs to do this. Gunmax needs this]
No. [He says it firmly, but gentle as that kiss, as the cheek he presses into Gunmax's palm next] I won't accept an apology for something that shouldn't be apologized for in the first place. You were afraid. I made you-
[He swallows, and offlines his optics again so he won't have to see Gunmax's anymore. Gunmax usually kept his optics hidden. It felt like he was looking at something that didn't belong to him, that was invasive of him]
I don't- I have no idea what I'm doing but I know what I won't be. That is one of those things.
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Date: 2024-08-23 10:31 pm (UTC)No. [He says it firmly, but gentle as that kiss, as the cheek he presses into Gunmax's palm next] I won't accept an apology for something that shouldn't be apologized for in the first place. You were afraid. I made you-
[He swallows, and offlines his optics again so he won't have to see Gunmax's anymore. Gunmax usually kept his optics hidden. It felt like he was looking at something that didn't belong to him, that was invasive of him]
I don't- I have no idea what I'm doing but I know what I won't be. That is one of those things.