[ it's a good point. slowly, evan pulls his hands back, up over david's hips again, resting there rather than grabbing. he even manages to pull his head away from david, actually looking at him for the first time since they started this, and the anger comes back because every time he sees david's face he wants to cave it in.
but that's easy to let slide. there's other expressions he could see, now.
the apartment is small enough that the only door is to the bedroom, with the bathroom off that. it's not far from them, either. whether they end up there or on the couch or on the floor somewhere in-between, evan's not sure he has it in him to complain. not until later, at least. ]
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but that's easy to let slide. there's other expressions he could see, now.
the apartment is small enough that the only door is to the bedroom, with the bathroom off that. it's not far from them, either. whether they end up there or on the couch or on the floor somewhere in-between, evan's not sure he has it in him to complain. not until later, at least. ]