[ Poe opens his mouth to say he doesn’t care. That he’s fine either way. That it’s not a big deal, and the kissing part isn’t. What he says is: ] I don’t like being closed in.
[ He all but flinches from the honesty of the answer. He was fine, he was good, but now that it’s in the open all he can think about is how if the barrier was a little closer in he wouldn’t be able to move. He’d be trapped. Frozen in place. Poe swallows. Most of these little interactions have been over too quickly for him to really think about the fact that they’re surrounded by an invisible wall. That they’re being controlled by a force they can’t see. It’s benign. It’s benign. He keeps telling himself it’s benign, and it is. He hates that his heartbeat doesn’t slow with the repetition, he hates that he can only be okay these days in short bursts.
Poe breathes in, slow and steady, and makes the exhale a sigh instead of something shaky. ]
no subject
[ He all but flinches from the honesty of the answer. He was fine, he was good, but now that it’s in the open all he can think about is how if the barrier was a little closer in he wouldn’t be able to move. He’d be trapped. Frozen in place. Poe swallows. Most of these little interactions have been over too quickly for him to really think about the fact that they’re surrounded by an invisible wall. That they’re being controlled by a force they can’t see. It’s benign. It’s benign. He keeps telling himself it’s benign, and it is. He hates that his heartbeat doesn’t slow with the repetition, he hates that he can only be okay these days in short bursts.
Poe breathes in, slow and steady, and makes the exhale a sigh instead of something shaky. ]
It’s up to you.