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[comainche]

continued from.  @shaides​.   ████   ❛ 𝐬𝐡𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐬

𝐓𝚮𝐄 𝐖𝐎𝐑𝐃𝐒 𝚮𝚨𝐃 𝐒𝐋𝐈𝐏𝐏𝐄𝐃 𝐄𝐅𝐅𝐎𝐑𝐓𝐋𝐄𝐒𝐒𝐋𝐘 𝐅𝐑𝐎𝐌 𝚮𝐈𝐒 𝐋𝐈𝐏𝐒—a casual expression that he hoped would fade into the noise. but it had not faded, instead it made the silence louder. he swear that he could hear his own heart pounding loudly against his chest like hard knocking on a wooden metal door. his eyes do anything just stare—he averts them as far away as possible to remain distance—despite that he had bared his soul for shades to see, and placed it at his feet. he felt shades staring at him, and he didn’t bother to check if it was through him or not. he already felt embarrassed, he didn’t need the confirmation that his feelings were unreturned.

the bond they had built had never crossed the line until they went to prison together—there things got intimate, and comanche had always felt it. he had always loved him, but in prison he was allowed to express himself in more than just one way. their connection made him realize that he had been lying to himself—he had always loved shades, loved hernan. his best friend before everything else. now he realizes that his confession may have ruined everything. he feels the fear next. it builds up from his stomach and into his chest, like a vine. it wrapped around his heart and he squeezed tightly as if to contain his emotions from overflowing any further.

the silence is broken by shades—the sound of his name sounds foreign on familiar lips. he watched briefly before tearing away his gaze. he swallowed hard—the realization was hitting him like a thousand boulders against his unprepared body. he listened for more, something else to pull him along past this feeling of uncertainty that continued to build as soon as the seed was placed. the silence replaced the sound once more, and no matter how hard comanche tried to find words to break it, they fell silently off his tongue. the confirmation of his own feelings emits out to break the silence. i know. he hears it loud and clear. for a moment it’s all he hears on repeat—over and over again until it screams in his head. his eyes start to fill with tears, and he urges them to stop. his whole body halts and he freezes as if shot by some form of ice. he breathed in deeply and exhaled just as quickly—it doesn’t change the way he feels. in the end he’s unable to reassure that everything is okay—instead he feigned a smile to appear satisfied. though he had trouble masking that feeling within his eyes.