[And on the other side of things, Allen can feel nervousness as well, though a different sort, born from a fear of rejection that Clay had been hiding. But that dissipates quickly, and something like both joy and pride practically blooms in its place. That burst of feeling is accompanied by Clay's big smile, and he leans in to place his other hand on Allen's shoulder and kiss his cheek, the undercurrent of love and affection he always feels for Allen rising as he does so.]
We'll work it out. We'll be fine! [He gives Allen's hand a squeeze, gratitude and trust showing through the gesture.] And... let me know if it's too much? I'll do the same for you, too.
[Not that he could ever get tired of Allen, but feeling emotions like this can probably get exhausting after a while.]
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We'll work it out. We'll be fine! [He gives Allen's hand a squeeze, gratitude and trust showing through the gesture.] And... let me know if it's too much? I'll do the same for you, too.
[Not that he could ever get tired of Allen, but feeling emotions like this can probably get exhausting after a while.]