[He actually took Adam's hand, accepting the help, but didn't comment on it. It meant something to him that Adam seemed like he cared. There were very few people in his life who cared about him; he could probably count them on one hand. But Adam had fallen in with his boys and that meant something too. All Kavinsky'd ever wanted to do for his boys was offer them a safe place to be themselves, to grow and flourish.
He swallowed around the lump in his throat when Adam asked if he was okay. Did he look like he was okay? He didn't laugh, just- shrugged a little.]
I'm better now.
[It was an attempt at sounding casual but he wasn't sure if he entirely succeeded. He wasn't sure what question to ask first, either. How was Adam here? How had he felt something wrong? Was he a dreamer, too?
Kavinsky took a breath, gaze cutting away from Adam. He shouldn't have seen this, shouldn't have witnessed the nightmare, no matter how brief it'd been. There was a reason why Kavinsky tried so hard to put on a brave face and a tough facade. He didn't want people to know about his fears and weaknesses.]
So, what, I set off some kind of damsel in distress beacon or something?
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He swallowed around the lump in his throat when Adam asked if he was okay. Did he look like he was okay? He didn't laugh, just- shrugged a little.]
I'm better now.
[It was an attempt at sounding casual but he wasn't sure if he entirely succeeded. He wasn't sure what question to ask first, either. How was Adam here? How had he felt something wrong? Was he a dreamer, too?
Kavinsky took a breath, gaze cutting away from Adam. He shouldn't have seen this, shouldn't have witnessed the nightmare, no matter how brief it'd been. There was a reason why Kavinsky tried so hard to put on a brave face and a tough facade. He didn't want people to know about his fears and weaknesses.]
So, what, I set off some kind of damsel in distress beacon or something?