[CFUD: Backdated again]

[boundbydevotion]

[SO ANYWAY, BACK IN JULY, LINK DECIDED HE WAS IGNORING ALLEN BECAUSE ALLEN IS DUMB. And then it continued for a week mostly because he was awkward and doesn't know how to apologize for getting mad...]

Comments

[allmadeofstars]

. . . you should let me decide who's good for me and who's not.

[boundbydevotion]

I can't trust your judgement when we care barely make basic communication.

[allmadeofstars]

Maybe you should trust my judgement if you consider me a friend.

And if you still consider me someone you just have to look after, then we can have a different sort of conversation.

[boundbydevotion]

I want us to be friends! I want to be...

[allmadeofstars]

You want to be . . .?

[boundbydevotion]

Yes, but that doesn't have to do with...

--Walker, when I k-kissed you just now it was a violation, yet you clung to it. If you think you are ready to decide what is good for you then I must disagree! It isn't out of disregard for you opinion, it is out of concern...

[allmadeofstars]

. . .

Maybe we just have a different definition of violation.

There's no way you could do anything I was actually uncomfortable with.

[boundbydevotion]

[kind of just.. looks at her, like he doesn't know what to do]

[allmadeofstars]

[lifts a hand and—gropes her own chest]

Dammit, I don't want to be a girl for this conversation—are you sure you can't kiss me again, Link? Also I kind of liked it.

[boundbydevotion]

[Suddenly shoves her arm's-length away from himself]

[allmadeofstars]

[. . . laughs a little]

I was joking! . . . mostly. Sort of.

[boundbydevotion]

Please have some modesty!

[allmadeofstars]

It's just me though . . .

[boundbydevotion]

Do not grope--[jdksdhfs, just... putting some room between them]

[allmadeofstars]

[huff]

If I'm a girl, I'm indecent; if I'm normal, I'm sinning. Really . . .

[boundbydevotion]

[lineface, glaring at the floor...]

[allmadeofstars]

. . .

Ahhh, sorry. That was out of line.

[boundbydevotion]

[shakes his head]

[allmadeofstars]

. . .



[starting to panic, trying not to show it]

Hey—don't do that. It really was—I'm sorry—please look at me—

[boundbydevotion]

[Does, but the look is really kind of anxious, probably more than Allen is used to seeing, since most of the time he's either composed or some variation of irate.

Just standing there, quiet, arms held stiffly at his sides and breath coming a bit short]

[allmadeofstars]

. . .

[takes a step back. then another]

I'm sorry.

I won't—

[boundbydevotion]

Wait.

[allmadeofstars]

. . .

[stops]

[boundbydevotion]

Don't stop... thinking of what you want. That is important to me.

[allmadeofstars]

. . .

Link—

[hesitates, breathing in a little shakily]

. . . Link . . .