[ he usually doesn't like when people mess with his hair, but with gingham it feels nice. a small pleased sound only interrupted by the awareness of new light against his eyelids. blinking them open for a brief second before deciding no that's cute and worth it and pulling the other boy closer as he shifts to pull them into a more comfortable position on the bed without pulling away. ]
[shifting along with him to lay back on the bed, which means he's accidentally shifting directly onto a half eaten plate of eggs that he left on the bed like a fool!!
then shooting straight up again in surprise, quite possibly headbutting him in the process given their current proximity]
[ note to self: maybe don't leave plates of food out mid-makeout sess ]
[ which is to say that the sudden alarm that shoots through gingham shoots through him, but before he can register it he's not quite getting headbutt - but he sure is getting hit in the nose hard with a head. same difference - ]
[ gingham gets up and he falls back onto the bed one hand dislodging enough to rub his nose - ]
It was - the whole trust thing. How I trusted you with the real me and wanted you to know my real name. [ He shifts a little. ] Which is dangerous, but you already know like half of it anyway.
I do. Want to tell you. And of course, I don't expect you to tell me yours.
[ readily said as he looks down. ]
It's William. [ a beat, he already knows that. he heard it before. but he knows his name situation (vision????) is weird. ] But it's also Billy. Which I know is just a nickname for William but - it feels different in my head. So it's both?
[ for a moment he's lost in the strangeness of hearing his name aloud - not phoenix that he'd thought about changing recently. but his. that he doesn't fully register the pause until gingham speaks. ]
[ and he looks at him quickly. there's no taking it back, he knows but still. it's out of his mouth before he can stop himself: ]
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then shooting straight up again in surprise, quite possibly headbutting him in the process given their current proximity]
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[ which is to say that the sudden alarm that shoots through gingham shoots through him, but before he can register it he's not quite getting headbutt - but he sure is getting hit in the nose hard with a head. same difference - ]
[ gingham gets up and he falls back onto the bed one hand dislodging enough to rub his nose - ]
Ging- what is it?
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Soooo it turns out the eggs were still on the plate and the plate was still on the bed. Betrayed by breakfast...
You okay?
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Sorry. My fault.
'm fine, pride might be bruised a little.
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[ it's a joke ]
You surprised me. In a nice way.
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... I like it when you kiss me first.
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[was already red but goes redder]
Well, um - I'll make sure to remember that.
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[ it's quiet. he's going to grab his(!) pillow and hide his head in it as he breathes out ]
I take it you believed I meant what I said...?
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...Yeah, I did. Or, I do. And - thank you, seriously.
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You have nothing to thank me for. And, of course, I believe you too. That's the rules right?
[ you can't deny it!!! tho teasingly he adds: ] You didn't let me finish.
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[takes the pillow and puts his face in it instead. his turn.]
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[ worriedly putting his hands on the pillow!! ]
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It was - the whole trust thing. How I trusted you with the real me and wanted you to know my real name. [ He shifts a little. ] Which is dangerous, but you already know like half of it anyway.
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If you want to tell me, of course I'll listen.
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I do. Want to tell you. And of course, I don't expect you to tell me yours.
[ readily said as he looks down. ]
It's William. [ a beat, he already knows that. he heard it before. but he knows his name situation (vision????) is weird. ] But it's also Billy. Which I know is just a nickname for William but - it feels different in my head. So it's both?
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Which one would you prefer I call you? I mean - in private, obviously.
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Either? They both feel right. Maybe Billy?
[ it feels weird to say it aloud, it's like his voice gets quieter ]
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[after an awkward pause of brief indecision]
—I'm Rupert.
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[ and he looks at him quickly. there's no taking it back, he knows but still. it's out of his mouth before he can stop himself: ]
You didn't have to tell me that.
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[ a beat and more importantly: ]
Do you - do you want me to call you it sometimes you know, in here?
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