"No, I..." Asher says weakly, knowing that Nathaniel has misunderstood and not able to do anything to repair it. He groups Nathaniel with Jean Claude in his head, different from all the punishment he suffered. That was exactly the problem; he wanted to be punished, but he couldn't bear it to be Nathaniel doing so.
He listens to Nathaniel retch, sliding off the bed and grabbing his robe. He slides it on, not bothering to tie it, walking to the door.
"Nathaniel?" He knocks gently, pressing his forehead to the door, his other hand flat against the wood, as if he can touch Nathaniel through it. "Can I please come in?"
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Date: 2009-08-07 06:50 pm (UTC)He listens to Nathaniel retch, sliding off the bed and grabbing his robe. He slides it on, not bothering to tie it, walking to the door.
"Nathaniel?" He knocks gently, pressing his forehead to the door, his other hand flat against the wood, as if he can touch Nathaniel through it. "Can I please come in?"