(it's agony listening to that voice, how much effort it puts into being gentle and welcoming. how gentle klavier himself is, never forcing, only attempting to guide apollo to where he thinks is best. there's no hated orders being spat in his direction, no cold snide to just get over it. he wants to trust that voice, that man, more than anything, just let himself be taken in and cared for in a way klavier understands.
but he also understands that the last two times he trusted someone with a kind smile and sweet words, his life was turned upside down and left him with little more than nothing. no coach. no career. no chances.
even despite those words, of simply wanting to be with him, can he trust those? his eyes shoot up, wide and taken aback, as if that was the last thing he expected to hear.) You what?
(juts spend time with him? a complete stranger? any understanding apollo sensed is gone and replaced with nothing but confusion. but that dark little part of him that still sees the distrust in people, the part that always tries to keep a distance, that makes him tug his arm away (despite missing the touch), and glare at klavier.
but not nastily. no, more cautious and miffed than angered.) What, and you always ask out complete strangers who just happen to be broken skaters?
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but he also understands that the last two times he trusted someone with a kind smile and sweet words, his life was turned upside down and left him with little more than nothing. no coach. no career. no chances.
even despite those words, of simply wanting to be with him, can he trust those? his eyes shoot up, wide and taken aback, as if that was the last thing he expected to hear.) You what?
(juts spend time with him? a complete stranger? any understanding apollo sensed is gone and replaced with nothing but confusion. but that dark little part of him that still sees the distrust in people, the part that always tries to keep a distance, that makes him tug his arm away (despite missing the touch), and glare at klavier.
but not nastily. no, more cautious and miffed than angered.) What, and you always ask out complete strangers who just happen to be broken skaters?