[ He gets stopped in his tracks by Rex's grip, and then again but more firmly by all the yelling. He gets released so quickly that despite (supposedly) having full control of his legs, he still slams hard down onto his ass opposite Andy. Nice. Fan-fucking-tastic.
He's glaring at them both like a sullen child, not least because Rex is being impossibly hot right now, and the love declaration goes far from unnoticed, but he resents it happening when he is not in a position to do anything actually productive with it.
He doesn't try to get back up, though, adequately chastised into staying. ]
Like your clothes have any damn thing to do with it. [ Bitingly. As if he hadn't set off this whole mess by suggesting that the they get naked together. ] It's not about the sex, Andy, and I yeah you said some fucking bullshit to me, so why don't you just apologize for it instead of trying to dig yourself a hole to the equator.
You're so worried about getting hurt later that you haven't noticed that we're already fucked anyway. What the hell do you think we would do without you?
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He's glaring at them both like a sullen child, not least because Rex is being impossibly hot right now, and the love declaration goes far from unnoticed, but he resents it happening when he is not in a position to do anything actually productive with it.
He doesn't try to get back up, though, adequately chastised into staying. ]
Like your clothes have any damn thing to do with it. [ Bitingly. As if he hadn't set off this whole mess by suggesting that the they get naked together. ] It's not about the sex, Andy, and I yeah you said some fucking bullshit to me, so why don't you just apologize for it instead of trying to dig yourself a hole to the equator.
You're so worried about getting hurt later that you haven't noticed that we're already fucked anyway. What the hell do you think we would do without you?