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Linhardt von Hevring ([personal profile] hevring) wrote in [community profile] sranks 2021-04-05 03:41 am (UTC)

[Anxiety has a tight hold on Linhardt's chest, at war with the pounding in his head as the seconds tick by. Linhardt's never been one to care about boundaries, nor to care about social standards; they're all boring trappings that he has no time for, and truthfully, he's never had a need for them. But as his heart and head pound in differing rhythms, enough to make him nervous and wonder if he's doing this right, if he should do this at all, or if he should take it all back.

Linhardt takes one step forward. Another, another, and it doesn't take long until he's only a breath away from Hubert. He just wants the incessant pounding to stop, and he knows what's causing it. If he can do this, it'll all stop, he's sure of it, he's sure, and...

Linhardt closes his eyes, takes a deep breath, and attempts to kiss Hubert. It's all he has to do, it's all he needs to do. It's just one moment, one curiosity, and then it'll be done. He even darts back shortly after, and he's...

...

It's made the pounding worse, and if anything, it feels like he's made an even bigger mistake than he intended. Linhardt's eyes open, and his look goes elsewhere, and--]


I...

[He's panicking. Really, he's starting to panic, eyes wide and his hands starting to mess with his sleeves at a pace that's entirely too fast, none of this is going as he'd hoped at all.]

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