[Displeasure wrinkles Komaeda's brow and pulls his mouth into a frown. Even if Atem is hard to hurt, saying something like that just makes it sound like he shouldn't feel bad or worried about it. To not worry would be impossible, but he doubts he could properly convey that to the other right now.
Rather, he's still focused on the way his nerves shake the grip that entwines their hands, and how he can't seem to get his pulse to calm down.]
I don't know if it'd be out of line to ask, but...
[He hesitates, only briefly, before erring on simply speaking his heart.]
...Would you hold me?
[The hand-holding is grounding enough, but it feels too slight. He doesn't want to push Atem's boundaries, but he's scared. He knows he's on the ground, but it still doesn't feel solid enough. Worst, yet, he still fears that if he closes his eyes, that falling sensation will return.
So, embarrassment will simply have to take a backseat to wanting to feel safe, for now. And wordlessly, he'll lower himself until he's kneeling before Atem.]
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Rather, he's still focused on the way his nerves shake the grip that entwines their hands, and how he can't seem to get his pulse to calm down.]
I don't know if it'd be out of line to ask, but...
[He hesitates, only briefly, before erring on simply speaking his heart.]
...Would you hold me?
[The hand-holding is grounding enough, but it feels too slight. He doesn't want to push Atem's boundaries, but he's scared. He knows he's on the ground, but it still doesn't feel solid enough. Worst, yet, he still fears that if he closes his eyes, that falling sensation will return.
So, embarrassment will simply have to take a backseat to wanting to feel safe, for now. And wordlessly, he'll lower himself until he's kneeling before Atem.]