[... It's the first time Teddy realized that the little whispers of you're not good enough aren't his own voice. They're similar, but not him. They're people he knew before he changed himself for the better, high schoolers who loved hanging with him just because he made them look good, nothing more than a piece of jewelry, and him thinking that this was all there was to life. They're the boys on his basketball team, the girls who walked with him and paid a bit too much attention to him. They're everyone but him... except that one voice that wonders why he's even listening to the others when there are so many who love him for everything that he is, not everything that he isn't.
Billy is one of them, one of the first. And Teddy hates himself for doubting that, still hates himself for feeling so self-conscious around him when he didn't used to just a couple months ago. Billy doesn't have a certain image he wants Teddy to fulfill; he never had any images for anyone. Teddy could choose to be Hulkling as his real form and Billy would love him just as much. It's still so hard to wrap his mind around, a mind that had - and has - been obsessed with appearances for years.
Teddy tips his head just slightly, enough for their temples to touch together, and he lets out a soft sigh as he shuts his eyes. He feels shaken, and he's not sure if it's in a good or bad way. Maybe both. Billy's always been able to rock him to the core in all sorts of ways.]
I know... I know. I'm sorry, I know you said all this before. I know this... thing I have is...
[It's so annoying. You should just stop. Get over it.]
[Action, November 22nd]
Billy is one of them, one of the first. And Teddy hates himself for doubting that, still hates himself for feeling so self-conscious around him when he didn't used to just a couple months ago. Billy doesn't have a certain image he wants Teddy to fulfill; he never had any images for anyone. Teddy could choose to be Hulkling as his real form and Billy would love him just as much. It's still so hard to wrap his mind around, a mind that had - and has - been obsessed with appearances for years.
Teddy tips his head just slightly, enough for their temples to touch together, and he lets out a soft sigh as he shuts his eyes. He feels shaken, and he's not sure if it's in a good or bad way. Maybe both. Billy's always been able to rock him to the core in all sorts of ways.]
I know... I know. I'm sorry, I know you said all this before. I know this... thing I have is...
[It's so annoying. You should just stop. Get over it.]