"I know," he says, because he does. He remembers how desperately she'd been trying not to push him, how much she wanted to help. "I care about her too. That doesn't change."
There's just a lot, and a lot he doesn't try to talk about, doesn't see why he would.
K has learned to trust Jesus insofar as talking about most things go, and this isn't a case of distrust necessarily - he just has no idea where to start.
Jesus sits back. K rubs his thumb along the crest of his hip and leans his shoulders back into the headboard, quiet for a long, long time.
"I'm not trying to be difficult," he finally leads with - for his friends, for any Dominants, for the program, for himself, right now. It's what he keeps circling back to when he tries to explain. "There's just... a lot that's changed, all at once."
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There's just a lot, and a lot he doesn't try to talk about, doesn't see why he would.
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"Help me understand what you're going through?"
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Jesus sits back. K rubs his thumb along the crest of his hip and leans his shoulders back into the headboard, quiet for a long, long time.
"I'm not trying to be difficult," he finally leads with - for his friends, for any Dominants, for the program, for himself, right now. It's what he keeps circling back to when he tries to explain. "There's just... a lot that's changed, all at once."