[Figures he can't really hide something like physical discomfort from his boyfriend of all people. Still, there's a tiny reactionary flare of pride when Teru kisses his cheek.]
it's not that bad. I felt good with you.
[His tone is on the cusp of defensiveness - I'm not fragile, you know - and something a touch warmer than simple pointless posturing. He brushes Teru's fingers gently before clambering over the side of his bed.]
But if you think it is, you're always welcome to rub my shoulders.
[As he watches Teru leave for the bedroom, it belatedly occurs to him that he never bothered putting his clothes back on before getting comfortable in bed again, but then he can't really bring himself to care too much about it.]
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it's not that bad. I felt good with you.
[His tone is on the cusp of defensiveness - I'm not fragile, you know - and something a touch warmer than simple pointless posturing. He brushes Teru's fingers gently before clambering over the side of his bed.]
But if you think it is, you're always welcome to rub my shoulders.
[As he watches Teru leave for the bedroom, it belatedly occurs to him that he never bothered putting his clothes back on before getting comfortable in bed again, but then he can't really bring himself to care too much about it.]