"I-it's okay," Martin stammers in return, blinking his eyes back open to find John's, and in that moment there's something almost funny about their mutual awkwardness, and he ends up letting out a weak laugh. "I mean, neither do I."
Even the slightest bit of levity makes things a little easier to bear, and he breathes out slowly, his shoulders relaxing some. "It... it's just nice not to be alone," he admits, though his tenuous confidence wanes quickly and he ends up lowering his head to avoid John's gaze again. Some of the terror and revulsion of the dream slips back in through the cracks, and he shivers, pulling his arms around himself. "S-sorry, I..." He shakes his head, knowing he's likely apologized too much already, uncertain what else to say, what he can ask for, what he can suggest. Blushing hot, his voice dropping to a pathetically low murmur, he says, "If you can just... stay with me, if that's okay... just for a little while."
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Even the slightest bit of levity makes things a little easier to bear, and he breathes out slowly, his shoulders relaxing some. "It... it's just nice not to be alone," he admits, though his tenuous confidence wanes quickly and he ends up lowering his head to avoid John's gaze again. Some of the terror and revulsion of the dream slips back in through the cracks, and he shivers, pulling his arms around himself. "S-sorry, I..." He shakes his head, knowing he's likely apologized too much already, uncertain what else to say, what he can ask for, what he can suggest. Blushing hot, his voice dropping to a pathetically low murmur, he says, "If you can just... stay with me, if that's okay... just for a little while."