"And I had to pry that out of you, Gar. You don't just... I don't just have someone tell me to send them intimate pictures of myself to them over the phone. Telling me to just whip it out and send a picture when it could have been, like, Jason on the other line. We've never even..."
Never even seen each other without their clothes on, and wanted that in such a weird way.
"Doesn't my comfort in this sort of thing even matter?"
There's a lot more he could say but he just suppresses it because that's what he does. Because it's just easier and he's not actually good at confrontation.
"You... it's about Communication, Gar. It's about feeling like I can tell you that you made me uncomfortable. And I didn't. Because I was stupid. But I didn't... I don't like confrontation. I know, it's weird."
"Would have been better if you'd just said that instead of making me feel like I wasn't good enough and you don't trust me and like you didn't want me," Gar mumbles. Because if he'd said it that way instead of how convoluted everything had been.
"I don't like confrontation either."
Which is why he mostly holds back on being open even now.
It just doesn't feel like it's over even though Teddy says they'll stop. He doesn't think Teddy can compartmentalize the way he does. He slouches down in the bench.
"I don't know what you want from me. I get it but it doesn't change how it made me feel."
"I'm... scare this isn't going to work out. That if maybe I hold back too much, you won't want me around. Won't want me," Teddy admits, his voice soft and nervous.
"Deal with me wanting to see your dick?" Gar stands up, pacing a little then and he really wishes they weren't in public. This felt almost as humiliating as the whole end of the conversation before had been.
"I... really like you Gar, I want to get there too," Teddy promises, his voice now soft. But he's still nervous. "I do. I just... I'm not ready yet. It takes time."
"I can't," Gar says, his breath picking up a bit and he recognizes the panic. And it's stupid. He doesn't know how to without feeling like everything he says will be the wrong thing.
Gar doesn't know what to do with any of that. He just leans into Teddy because even with this stupid fight and everything he feels, Teddy's arms still feel like the safest place in the world.
"Why should you be sorry? I'm the one that fucked up."
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"I told you I wanted it for me. I guess nothing I said was going to be enough? So I'm sorry about the whole fucking thing."
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Never even seen each other without their clothes on, and wanted that in such a weird way.
"Doesn't my comfort in this sort of thing even matter?"
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"It doesn't matter. I won't do it again."
There's a lot more he could say but he just suppresses it because that's what he does. Because it's just easier and he's not actually good at confrontation.
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"I don't like confrontation either."
Which is why he mostly holds back on being open even now.
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Why was that so hard to accept?
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“I didn’t fucking think I was,” Gar snaps a little and then immediately deflated again. “I said I was sorry okay? Can we just stop.”
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"Yeah. We... we'll stop."
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"I don't know what you want from me. I get it but it doesn't change how it made me feel."
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He finishes his ice cream and licks his fingers clean before settling his hands in his lap.
"I'm just... I'm not ready."
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Gar's hand rubs against his thigh and staying sitting is getting difficult. "I got that when you told me you didn't want to."
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"I said I wouldn't ask again, isn't that enough? What do you want me to do?"
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"How long did it take with Billy?"
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"A year and a half."
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"I don't know what you want from me."
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"I love you, Gar. I'm sorry."
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"Why should you be sorry? I'm the one that fucked up."
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This might be a good ftb?