[The way Dodger grudgingly accepts his playful suggestion makes Christian smile. It's a warm smirk, still playful, and he returns the kiss with a little more demand, something he usually wouldn't do. It's hard to admit, but maybe he did miss him more than he thought he would.]
I went home. [It sounds a little strange to him to say that. Home has an emptiness to it.] Or, I went back for a bit. I had some work to do.
[He thought it would be easy. Just drifting, like usual, in and out of lives like the tide, never staying stagnant.]
...Sorry. I thought it would be easier to get back.
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I went home. [It sounds a little strange to him to say that. Home has an emptiness to it.] Or, I went back for a bit. I had some work to do.
[He thought it would be easy. Just drifting, like usual, in and out of lives like the tide, never staying stagnant.]
...Sorry. I thought it would be easier to get back.