TFLN Continuations

[thenewnormal]

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[thenewnormal]

"No," Alex teased. "I walked." As they left, he reached up and ran his fingers along the back of Bass's neck, barely brushing against the edge of his hairline. He noted Bass's smile and he relaxed a little. As long as Bass was either in a good mood or in a willing-to-talk mood, Alex had a chance at figuring out what was going on.

He nudged against Bass's arm and pressed a button on his key fob to unlock the car.

"Get in," he said, responding to Bass's smile with one of his own. "Or else I'll make you walk." Which he wouldn't. Not while Bass's leg still wasn't 100%. But he was hoping - and he was sure Bass was hoping - that he'd be back up soon enough.

[everything4him]

Bass was generally willing to talk, if asked. Only if it got to be too much, too overwhelming would he pull back...or have to be pulled back. But he was mostly worried about Alex's reaction to the situation, worried Alex would want to be the one to pull back once he'd learned Bass wasn't just quirky but had real...issues, for lack of a better word. That he could get that upset over something that wouldn't even cause most people a flicker; that he had to be watched when upset about soemthing so stupid (that didn't feel stupid to him, but he knew enough that most people didn't get upset over things like he did).

So Alex's small touch, the big of a nudge, the smile...they all caused some more of the tension to ease out of his shoulders.

"That's just cruel. I would starve before I got all the way downtown," Bass said with wide puppy eyes, even as he slid into the car.