[ Were, more accurately. Close enough. It's a flippant answer, yeah, but it's also the best one he's got, because he doesn't have any particular insight on exactly what this is any more than Steven does. Maybe he's more used to the sensation of reality feeling like a really subjective point of view though, due to various circumstances, whereas Steven's always been more grounded on the straight and narrow. Which has been good for him, having that stability when everything else was falling apart around him.
He feels like the selfish, needy one for not wanting to let it go, or even try to wake up if this is an actual dream, but he also doesn't feel guilty enough to do anything about it. Not as long as Steven wants to be here with him anyway, and seeing as he only seems to want to get closer that answers that unspoken question. ]
My whole life has been a 'bit' strange. [ He grumbles, not really annoyed at all as he curls that arm more securely around Steven's chest, fingers curling into his shirt. When he tips his head to the side this time his cheek rests against Steven's shoulder, breath still warm against his skin. ] You want me to move?
[ Maybe the answer is obvious, but he's still gotta ask. ]
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[ Were, more accurately. Close enough. It's a flippant answer, yeah, but it's also the best one he's got, because he doesn't have any particular insight on exactly what this is any more than Steven does. Maybe he's more used to the sensation of reality feeling like a really subjective point of view though, due to various circumstances, whereas Steven's always been more grounded on the straight and narrow. Which has been good for him, having that stability when everything else was falling apart around him.
He feels like the selfish, needy one for not wanting to let it go, or even try to wake up if this is an actual dream, but he also doesn't feel guilty enough to do anything about it. Not as long as Steven wants to be here with him anyway, and seeing as he only seems to want to get closer that answers that unspoken question. ]
My whole life has been a 'bit' strange. [ He grumbles, not really annoyed at all as he curls that arm more securely around Steven's chest, fingers curling into his shirt. When he tips his head to the side this time his cheek rests against Steven's shoulder, breath still warm against his skin. ] You want me to move?
[ Maybe the answer is obvious, but he's still gotta ask. ]