[Sam260]

"Wasn't a fight..." Ocean sighed and pulled his chin from Desmond's grasp lightly, shaking his head a little "Telekinetics backfired on me... Threw something with my mind, it came back and hit me square in the face..." He reached up and rubbed the eye, mostly because he felt pretty self-conscious about it. Of course, he only ever spoke to Desmond about the other half of his abilities that were definitely there, but sorely lacked any coordination.

"And don't change the subject." He turned and started walking toward the restaurant again, knowing Desmond wasn't about to disappear again. Not after everything they just went through in the past few minutes "It's just that you what, Desmond? Why are you struggling with this? We spent every night together for weeks when we started fucking... and then, three weeks ago, we started spending less time together... until you suddenly started ignoring me completely, forgetting I existed... It was easier not knowing you than it is knowing you." He stopped when they got to the restaurant, turning to look down at the man, dark blue eyes locking on fiery colored ones "If you don't love me, fine... But don't ignore me, please... I need you in my life, if for nothing else but a friendly face that I can throw my feelings at when I get inside of my own head..."