04-15-2019, 12:15 PM
There were times when Arhtur thought James was wearing way too mcuh clothing, he adored baggy shirts and was almost always with the blanket that he used as a robe to cover his entire self. They would still hold hands, but basically they would be separated by a feet, and never again was Arthur allowed to hug him while on bed - they had a clear line between them now on bed.
The strange taste for food was beginning to get to Arthur as well - James had been an excellent cook, but lately the combination was so strange, there were times when he could not swallow any bit of it - and to his astonishment, James would clear even his share. They had since fallen into this strange state where James had put on some weight while Arthur was leaner than ever. But to not agitate James, especially not when eh'd just gone through thaat colio, Arthur had kept things to himself and never blatantly complain about anything, at most finding crackers for himself behind James' back.
It could be just him, but lately, James had also appeared more clumsy. Arthur watched James struggled to sit up and had reached out, only to have his arm freezing in mid-ari recalling how James always reacted to his touches. In gerenal, it was alright if James was the one initiating it, but if Arthur offered his help, James would usually push him aside and occasionally glare at him as fi he'd done something very wrong...
"What do you mean....?" Arthur asked, mildly disappointed but willing to discuss furhter. "why couldn't it be now? i mean, we could never tell where we would be next year. And the weather 's perfect for such travels now. And.... " he paused hearing what James last added. "you are not ready to take that voyage with me?" he echoed quietly. The hurt was creeping up and Arthur was again overinterpretting everything that James was saying. The conclusion that he arrived at was - HE was the reason James was reluctant to voyage with.
"Have I done something that concerned you, displeased you? had i not given you enough confidence to... to take this leap of faith with me?" he asked quietly, lowering his head.
The strange taste for food was beginning to get to Arthur as well - James had been an excellent cook, but lately the combination was so strange, there were times when he could not swallow any bit of it - and to his astonishment, James would clear even his share. They had since fallen into this strange state where James had put on some weight while Arthur was leaner than ever. But to not agitate James, especially not when eh'd just gone through thaat colio, Arthur had kept things to himself and never blatantly complain about anything, at most finding crackers for himself behind James' back.
It could be just him, but lately, James had also appeared more clumsy. Arthur watched James struggled to sit up and had reached out, only to have his arm freezing in mid-ari recalling how James always reacted to his touches. In gerenal, it was alright if James was the one initiating it, but if Arthur offered his help, James would usually push him aside and occasionally glare at him as fi he'd done something very wrong...
"What do you mean....?" Arthur asked, mildly disappointed but willing to discuss furhter. "why couldn't it be now? i mean, we could never tell where we would be next year. And the weather 's perfect for such travels now. And.... " he paused hearing what James last added. "you are not ready to take that voyage with me?" he echoed quietly. The hurt was creeping up and Arthur was again overinterpretting everything that James was saying. The conclusion that he arrived at was - HE was the reason James was reluctant to voyage with.
"Have I done something that concerned you, displeased you? had i not given you enough confidence to... to take this leap of faith with me?" he asked quietly, lowering his head.