[fuck. it feels like all the air in the room has been sucked out before he's gotten suckerpunched. i need you. it's not the first time he's ever been told it - even if it is the first time he's reading it so plainly in black and white with all the caveats that come with it. hawk swallows thickly, tim and alicent's chatter fading into a dull noise in the background.]
No, but you'd look mighty fine doing it anyway.
[he's a fucking asshole. but he's a fucking asshole who was thrown a bone: of embry knowing that about him and wanting it anyway.]
I'm not closing the door. But I am - I don't like it. I'm sorry.
[another word he doesn't say often enough, if at all. the last part he just leaves on read, guilt roiling his insides something fierce.]
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No, but you'd look mighty fine doing it anyway.
[he's a fucking asshole. but he's a fucking asshole who was thrown a bone: of embry knowing that about him and wanting it anyway.]
I'm not closing the door. But I am - I don't like it. I'm sorry.
[another word he doesn't say often enough, if at all. the last part he just leaves on read, guilt roiling his insides something fierce.]