I d-don't particularly have a p-preference at the moment... [He really couldn't care less; he just wants to something warm to drink to soothe a throat parched from too much crying, and somebody to sit there and listen to him that isn't his boyfriend likely stalking him.
Robert leans back against the couch then, deliberately moving to the side more so Helios has somewhere to sit on it if he wants (but he doesn't have to sit on the tearstained side, since that's where Robert is). Part of him loves the fact Helios is here; part of him hates it. It's a constant reminder of "this is what I never had at home" dovetailing with "this is what I could lose at any time".
He wishes there was some way to make sure people didn't leave at random - and then immediately hates himself for wanting to cut off peoples' avenue of escape from this place just for his own sake.]
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that isn't his boyfriend likely stalking him.Robert leans back against the couch then, deliberately moving to the side more so Helios has somewhere to sit on it if he wants (but he doesn't have to sit on the tearstained side, since that's where Robert is). Part of him loves the fact Helios is here; part of him hates it. It's a constant reminder of "this is what I never had at home" dovetailing with "this is what I could lose at any time".
He wishes there was some way to make sure people didn't leave at random - and then immediately hates himself for wanting to cut off peoples' avenue of escape from this place just for his own sake.]