Maybe a little bit too much sense. Sure, Inigo agrees that he likes it just fine when both of them are just himself - he totally fall for Tidus for who he is, after all. Even though they bicker like a bunch of toddlers every other hour. Even though they whine, and complain, and bicker and make up.. He likes Tidus. He likes all of him.
It's why that other part still kind of hurts. Even though he knows it's just because Tidus doesn't know. That's exactly why the other can say that what Inigo said isn't in character for him - because he doesn't know that those words were exactly what he does feel.
He does't avoid Tidus's gaze, if the other glances over at him. But Inigo doesn't immediately reply. He just stays there, right on Tidus's lap, taking in a slight breath, breathing it out again. ]
I..
[ He feels weirdly small. Terrified. The anxiety that has settled in his stomach is starting to form knots, totally forgetting any of it. The clothes. The makeup. ]
I meant that part though. About you being handsome. [ Can he say that? It's not like he's admitting to the full truth when he says that, right? It's not like he's saying he likes Tidus, it's just.. Just that he's admitting to an objective fact.
(Then why does he still feel so nervous anyway?) ]
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Maybe a little bit too much sense. Sure, Inigo agrees that he likes it just fine when both of them are just himself - he totally fall for Tidus for who he is, after all. Even though they bicker like a bunch of toddlers every other hour. Even though they whine, and complain, and bicker and make up.. He likes Tidus. He likes all of him.
It's why that other part still kind of hurts. Even though he knows it's just because Tidus doesn't know. That's exactly why the other can say that what Inigo said isn't in character for him - because he doesn't know that those words were exactly what he does feel.
He does't avoid Tidus's gaze, if the other glances over at him. But Inigo doesn't immediately reply. He just stays there, right on Tidus's lap, taking in a slight breath, breathing it out again. ]
I..
[ He feels weirdly small. Terrified. The anxiety that has settled in his stomach is starting to form knots, totally forgetting any of it. The clothes. The makeup. ]
I meant that part though. About you being handsome. [ Can he say that? It's not like he's admitting to the full truth when he says that, right? It's not like he's saying he likes Tidus, it's just.. Just that he's admitting to an objective fact.
(Then why does he still feel so nervous anyway?) ]
Is it.. so bad to hear that..?