[It is what he'd said-- it's what he'd said first, that he didn't want them to hurt each other-- but Gojyo's angry denial stops him, and he sits back, straightens, as careful with his posture as if he's readying himself to take a blow.]
... I don't know when, but I want to be.
[Can't that be enough?
Maybe it can't. He can't really blame Gojyo, if what he wants isn't someone who's admitting he isn't ready to trust what's between them to the stress of passion. If what he wants is a lover, and not a man who isn't able to let himself be a lover yet.
Neither of them know how much time they'll have left, after all.]
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... I don't know when, but I want to be.
[Can't that be enough?
Maybe it can't. He can't really blame Gojyo, if what he wants isn't someone who's admitting he isn't ready to trust what's between them to the stress of passion. If what he wants is a lover, and not a man who isn't able to let himself be a lover yet.
Neither of them know how much time they'll have left, after all.]