[Billy watches Teddy silently for a long moment, mulling over those words, and the body language that accompanies it. The way he'd fidgeted, the way he can't look at Billy, the quietness of his voice...
He's not okay. Not yet.
He feels a twinge of guilt again, familiar and stinging; he'd rushed things, so anxious and eager to be normal, that instead of being the one to drag them back, he'd pulled ahead too fast and left Teddy behind. That's not how one should behave in a team.
Nothing to do but go back now, though, so... decision made, he steps forward, closing the distance between them and crawling up on the bed, touching Teddy's shoulder, letting his hand slide across his back soothingly.]
Teddy...
[He ducks his head to bump it against Teddy's arm, free hand shifting to wind his fingers around the blond's.]
[Action, November 22nd]
He's not okay. Not yet.
He feels a twinge of guilt again, familiar and stinging; he'd rushed things, so anxious and eager to be normal, that instead of being the one to drag them back, he'd pulled ahead too fast and left Teddy behind. That's not how one should behave in a team.
Nothing to do but go back now, though, so... decision made, he steps forward, closing the distance between them and crawling up on the bed, touching Teddy's shoulder, letting his hand slide across his back soothingly.]
Teddy...
[He ducks his head to bump it against Teddy's arm, free hand shifting to wind his fingers around the blond's.]
We can stay here for a while, if you'd prefer...