"I know," I murmur quietly, fighting the urge to shift over closer. Fighting it, because the line here seems to be drawn at pats on the back and a few awkward hugs. Stubbornly avoided talks about feelings, emotions covered with grunts and thinly veiled threats of bodily harm. It's a boundary I'm still learning how to navigate -- a dynamic I've never really experienced before. Never had a brother, not even a guy friend growing up...
Preston doesn't count.
So, in other words, sometimes I feel like a giant dick around him. I just gotta get used to it.
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Date: 2009-07-20 01:55 am (UTC)Preston doesn't count.
So, in other words, sometimes I feel like a giant dick around him. I just gotta get used to it.