[ Mitch didn't even stop to look at him now, keeping his eyes focused forward, forever forward, hard and sharp. He didn't confront it for a long time.
Instead, he put on the jacket, slipping his hands through the jacket to get it on, still having to weakly tread water while he floated in the middle, looking around for land, and seeing none.
Now that they were out of the locked cage of the boat, he could note the sounds in the distance. He winced, but didn't call any yet. He wasn't chancing that yet. He wasn't going to call anyone over with Bradbury still...fucking whatever he was, himself. ]
Thanks.
[ He didn't talk about the kiss. Shit, he didn't even mention it, even if the way his eyes kept looking straight at the ground, the way he didn't look at him once spoke volumes. ]
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Instead, he put on the jacket, slipping his hands through the jacket to get it on, still having to weakly tread water while he floated in the middle, looking around for land, and seeing none.
Now that they were out of the locked cage of the boat, he could note the sounds in the distance. He winced, but didn't call any yet. He wasn't chancing that yet. He wasn't going to call anyone over with Bradbury still...fucking whatever he was, himself. ]
Thanks.
[ He didn't talk about the kiss. Shit, he didn't even mention it, even if the way his eyes kept looking straight at the ground, the way he didn't look at him once spoke volumes. ]