(the question confuses him more than anything, eyes scrunching up in frustrated thought. what was he doing that was so wrong? he just wanted to get to the bottom of all this, find out what klavier's true feelings behind his reasons were.) What--
(it was only a one word question in response, but he finally looks up to see a sight he never thought was even possible. someone as bright and full of life as klavier gavin shouldn't be crying as though his whole world was just ripped away. and apollo is scared again. he's scared because is he really the one who did this? is he really the one who lashed at klavier enough to make him hurt like this? was trying to find the truth a mistake this time? he's shaking in distress, searching klavier as if that will bring a solution to light. he tries to reach a hand out, offer a bit of comfort, maybe just sweep the whole thing away and pretend it never happened--
apollo swears his heart stopped beating in his chest, or maybe sped up so much, it appeared to flat line. the word replays in his mind like a broken record he doesn't want to fix.
confession.
it was an option apollo never even thought to consider. there was always the route of klavier lying because he just didn't want to befriend apollo. but the opposite on the spectrum was also true. he didn't want to be friends, he wanted to be lovers.
oh god.
apollo doesn't need to rely on his bracelet for this, there's no way klavier would ever lie while this emotionally vulnerable, not when he's this raw and exposed to apollo. he'd never lie while crying in front of him. klavier gavin is in love with him, apollo justice. his breath becomes shaky and quick as if he'd been running too long or forcing himself for too long. and maybe he had been. he'd shoved up walls and barriers around his heart and done nothing to let klavier in after a moment of weak doubt. once the words sink in, along with their meaning behind them, something in apollo snaps.
he goes limp, and after a few moments more of shock, tears stream out like rain and he is wailing. the tears flow endlessly, and apollo sobs his heart out in a way he hasn't done since he was a little boy. but even somehow, there's relief in his heart with this knowledge, the bare facts that klavier cares. his cries strain his throat and burn, but he can't find a way to stop himself from this.) You're an idiot! Not saying the whole truth is still lying!
(he's dealt with too many emotions in one day, too many exhausting and strenuous things that are becoming too much for his small frame to hold in anymore. they spill over in words and tears and cries, hoping to lighten his burden in some way so he'll be able to handle this the way he should. klavier placed his heart in apollo's hands, but he's too weak to accept. he can't accept it now, not this way.) Why do you think I kissed you? I love you, Prosecutor Gavin!
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(it was only a one word question in response, but he finally looks up to see a sight he never thought was even possible. someone as bright and full of life as klavier gavin shouldn't be crying as though his whole world was just ripped away. and apollo is scared again. he's scared because is he really the one who did this? is he really the one who lashed at klavier enough to make him hurt like this? was trying to find the truth a mistake this time? he's shaking in distress, searching klavier as if that will bring a solution to light. he tries to reach a hand out, offer a bit of comfort, maybe just sweep the whole thing away and pretend it never happened--
apollo swears his heart stopped beating in his chest, or maybe sped up so much, it appeared to flat line. the word replays in his mind like a broken record he doesn't want to fix.
confession.
it was an option apollo never even thought to consider. there was always the route of klavier lying because he just didn't want to befriend apollo. but the opposite on the spectrum was also true. he didn't want to be friends, he wanted to be lovers.
oh god.
apollo doesn't need to rely on his bracelet for this, there's no way klavier would ever lie while this emotionally vulnerable, not when he's this raw and exposed to apollo. he'd never lie while crying in front of him. klavier gavin is in love with him, apollo justice. his breath becomes shaky and quick as if he'd been running too long or forcing himself for too long. and maybe he had been. he'd shoved up walls and barriers around his heart and done nothing to let klavier in after a moment of weak doubt. once the words sink in, along with their meaning behind them, something in apollo snaps.
he goes limp, and after a few moments more of shock, tears stream out like rain and he is wailing. the tears flow endlessly, and apollo sobs his heart out in a way he hasn't done since he was a little boy. but even somehow, there's relief in his heart with this knowledge, the bare facts that klavier cares. his cries strain his throat and burn, but he can't find a way to stop himself from this.) You're an idiot! Not saying the whole truth is still lying!
(he's dealt with too many emotions in one day, too many exhausting and strenuous things that are becoming too much for his small frame to hold in anymore. they spill over in words and tears and cries, hoping to lighten his burden in some way so he'll be able to handle this the way he should. klavier placed his heart in apollo's hands, but he's too weak to accept. he can't accept it now, not this way.) Why do you think I kissed you? I love you, Prosecutor Gavin!