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first: the link
SECOND... well this is a reboot so my favorite isn't up yet, BUT it's coming really soon! I can share a snippet of it...
""… yeah, I’m ok. The rain is welcome.”
“... it is.” Corym looked back out to the rain, breathing in the fresh air. “Do you want to talk about it, or can I invite you to enjoy the rainfall with me?”
“... I’m not sure there’s much to talk about. But thank you.”
“Anytime.”
They sat together in a surprisingly comfortable silence, until thunder rolled in the distance. Corym’s eyes widened as he inhaled sharply.
“Are you okay?”
Of course Milo noticed. “I’m fine, it’s a stupid.”
“Are… are you afraid of thunder?” He could hear the surprised smile in Milo’s voice.
“Ugh, shut up.”
“I’m not judging! I’m simply a little surprised, you always seem so… confident and put-together, knowing you’re afraid of thunder, it’s- I- I mean-.”
“Pathetic?”
Milo chuckled. “No, of course not. It’s… endearing, in a way. If you who always seems so confident can be afraid of thunder, well, it makes me feel less ridiculous about my own fears. Like talking to people and having too many eyes on me.”
Endearing? Corym was glad that his light blushes weren’t visible on his skin tone, but nonetheless, his cheeks felt warm. After hearing slurs in the hall, the single, honest word was almost too much.
“You don’t like having eyes on you? Never would have guessed,” Corym teased, knowing full well that Milo felt anxious in front of a crowd.
“Just because I often do have attention turned towards me doesn’t mean I’m comfortable with it. I don’t exactly enjoy my title, I’m surprised you didn’t realize?”
Corym broke into a smile. “Nah, I knew that too, I was teasing you. You’re practically a walking, talking representation of social anxiety.”
“I- yes.” Milo admitted, sitting up as well, moving so they were both sitting with their legs dangling outside the building, not quite far enough to reach the rainfall. “Well, I guess we can both work on fears, right? I mean… you’re here listening to the rain, with occasional thunder, and not shying away too much. And I- I mean…” Milo quieted, looking back out to the rain.
“Well, you got used to having me around, right? A whole new person? I don’t think you’re as hopeless as you think you are.”
“Yeah?”
“Yeah.”
