*he just stands there. before taking her hands into his and stares down at the blue and peach skin differences* …i just…
*She waited patiently, allowing him to gather the courage to talk. He had been doing so well opening up and it seemed he hit a snag. But she understood; she had been the same way before moving here. With his hands holding hers, she moves them upward toward her cheek to rub against them softly, hoping it would give him courage*
*he shuts his eyes and mumbles, just audible now* its crazy since i haven’t known you so long but i feel that i do and i look forward to seeing you and, and when i do it makes me feel like i’m all right, that, that i’m not a shut in or a weird looking guy who others have dismissed. you make me happy. h-happier than i’ve felt in ages and i…. i just…. *his voice shakes as he opens his eyes finally and looks at her* …i like you.
Jack Maple 