He also wishes, so selfishly, that she hadn't answered it that way, that he'll be okay, because Mike doesn't want him to be okay. Mike wants him to go on and be dead or whatever, because when he wakes up... she'll be with him, and they're from the same world, and he's beautiful, and there's no way Mike can compete with that.
He doesn't think he'll be pushed away. Maybe just slip a rung or two down the ladder of her attention. Second. Or third, maybe. He can deal with that, can't he?
"Okay," he says, one arm curling around her waist, his eyes squeezed shut.
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He also wishes, so selfishly, that she hadn't answered it that way, that he'll be okay, because Mike doesn't want him to be okay. Mike wants him to go on and be dead or whatever, because when he wakes up... she'll be with him, and they're from the same world, and he's beautiful, and there's no way Mike can compete with that.
He doesn't think he'll be pushed away. Maybe just slip a rung or two down the ladder of her attention. Second. Or third, maybe. He can deal with that, can't he?
"Okay," he says, one arm curling around her waist, his eyes squeezed shut.