[Considering how Teddy doesn't freeze or pull away, being kissed there is certainly okay. His hand does drift away from Billy's cheek, but only to rest over the one on his heart, holding it there.
This is what you mean, isn't it? You can feel it, right?
That's what you do to me.
Sometimes his heart beats faster with joy, excitement, exertion, love. But at times like this... it does so with fear, anxiousness, dread. Because he's lost too much now, and losing the most important person in his life would be the worst thing to ever happen to him. The world would be without the light and laughter and buzzing energy of Billy Kaplan, even for just a week, and that same light would go out in Teddy's life, leaving him in nothing but darkness even when he returned.
He can control his features, but he can't control his emotions, and he can't control his heart. His organs are the one thing he generally doesn't mess with, save for changes that are automatic; it's too risky, and it always ends up hurting or making him double over or feel like he suddenly can't breathe. This right here, Billy's hand against his heart, is the truest way to know how Teddy Altman feels about something. He may look controlled and calm, but his heart is saying something different. It's strong and steady, as he's been reassured and believes now, but still quick, still afraid of the possibility.
This is what you do to me...]
... If I did any of that... If my powers went crazy, if something made me hurt people, if it felt like I couldn't stop even if I wanted to, I...
I think I'd feel the same way. I'd... rather die than keep hurting people. Hurting you.
[He tightens his grip on Billy's hand, his heart giving off a single stronger beat before returning to normal.] But we're here. We're alive. We're alive. And maybe what we've got isn't as good as before right now... but we're getting there. We're together and we're alive. And we're going to keep being that way.
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This is what you mean, isn't it? You can feel it, right?
That's what you do to me.
Sometimes his heart beats faster with joy, excitement, exertion, love. But at times like this... it does so with fear, anxiousness, dread. Because he's lost too much now, and losing the most important person in his life would be the worst thing to ever happen to him. The world would be without the light and laughter and buzzing energy of Billy Kaplan, even for just a week, and that same light would go out in Teddy's life, leaving him in nothing but darkness even when he returned.
He can control his features, but he can't control his emotions, and he can't control his heart. His organs are the one thing he generally doesn't mess with, save for changes that are automatic; it's too risky, and it always ends up hurting or making him double over or feel like he suddenly can't breathe. This right here, Billy's hand against his heart, is the truest way to know how Teddy Altman feels about something. He may look controlled and calm, but his heart is saying something different. It's strong and steady, as he's been reassured and believes now, but still quick, still afraid of the possibility.
This is what you do to me...]
... If I did any of that... If my powers went crazy, if something made me hurt people, if it felt like I couldn't stop even if I wanted to, I...
I think I'd feel the same way. I'd... rather die than keep hurting people. Hurting you.
[He tightens his grip on Billy's hand, his heart giving off a single stronger beat before returning to normal.] But we're here. We're alive. We're alive. And maybe what we've got isn't as good as before right now... but we're getting there. We're together and we're alive. And we're going to keep being that way.