"Right." A word that could have so many meanings. All of them sarcastic. "I'm overjoyed. Never been happier. You make all my dreams come true." Hartley rolled his eyes and got up, but he was smiling. "I still have work to do, loverboy."
There was absolutely no reason whatsoever for him to reinforce James' ego. He knew better than to risk that.
"Noooo, we just got together and you're ditching me? My poor heart can't take it." He reached out and grabbed onto Hartley's shirt to try and yank him back down. Yes, he was needy and wanted attention but he knew he could get it and he wanted it so of course he was going to try for it. He wanted Hartley to just lie with him and nap, not go off to do his weird scary glove project.
"We're supposed to cuddle and fall asleep together all PG rated because we're new to this but we should totally hold each other and be together. So!" He threw out his arms expectantly, just assuming Hartley could fall into his arms. "C'mere!"
"I'm not just going to do nothing when I have things to do." Granted, 'cuddling' wasn't actually nothing, but this was where James was losing out. Hartley knew him too well to just give in to every little tiny request. "I can bring my tools here, if that's better?"
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There was absolutely no reason whatsoever for him to reinforce James' ego. He knew better than to risk that.
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"We're supposed to cuddle and fall asleep together all PG rated because we're new to this but we should totally hold each other and be together. So!" He threw out his arms expectantly, just assuming Hartley could fall into his arms. "C'mere!"
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