"You think that is what I am doing?" Asher asks, hurt. "Biding my time with you until I can have Jean-Claude?" To have Nathaniel think so little of him...
Asher ducks his head, letting his hair fall into his eyes, drawing one knee up, wrapping his arms around it, a gesture that's usually Nathaniel's, when he is feeling insecure, or hurt. It's not a conscious mimicry, Asher having picked up one or two of Nathaniel's traits, but he doesn't make an effort to stop himself.
"I love you, Nathaniel," he murmurs, careful not to use any of his pet names, not to further anger his leopard. "One night with Anita, to save me from Musette, does not change that." He cannot help but grow angry, his words with a little more bite to them as he continues.
"And if you think that little of me, that I merely amuse myself with you until I can rejoin Jean-Claude..." he trails off, not wanting to voice the words, to risk Nathaniel agreeing, walking out.
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Date: 2009-08-27 12:51 pm (UTC)Asher ducks his head, letting his hair fall into his eyes, drawing one knee up, wrapping his arms around it, a gesture that's usually Nathaniel's, when he is feeling insecure, or hurt. It's not a conscious mimicry, Asher having picked up one or two of Nathaniel's traits, but he doesn't make an effort to stop himself.
"I love you, Nathaniel," he murmurs, careful not to use any of his pet names, not to further anger his leopard. "One night with Anita, to save me from Musette, does not change that." He cannot help but grow angry, his words with a little more bite to them as he continues.
"And if you think that little of me, that I merely amuse myself with you until I can rejoin Jean-Claude..." he trails off, not wanting to voice the words, to risk Nathaniel agreeing, walking out.