Johnny doesn't think it sounds stupid at all. It's fucking awful, not even noticing until - what? Johnny supposes he probably couldn't get into his house afterward. It makes sense now why Eliot didn't contact him again. Johnny feels sorry for him, and when Eliot starts apologizing he waves a hand and writes: IT'S OKAY
He rubs it out after a moment and replaces it with, SORRY.
He wants to say a lot more than he feels capable of writing there in the dirt. How he's missed Eliot, and now that they know this about each other maybe they can see each other again. And how much it means that Eliot isn't running away from him right now. Isn't even cringing. Just sitting with him. Company. He so desperately needs it.
He shifts a little awkwardly and presses his shoulder and hip along Eliot, resting against the odd transition from horse body to narrow torso. He does his best to keep his head tilted forward, out of the way. Then, a little shy, hoping it's okay, he reaches out and takes Eliot's hand. He can't see very well from this angle, can't get a good look at Eliot's expression, waiting for body language to do the talking.
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He rubs it out after a moment and replaces it with, SORRY.
He wants to say a lot more than he feels capable of writing there in the dirt. How he's missed Eliot, and now that they know this about each other maybe they can see each other again. And how much it means that Eliot isn't running away from him right now. Isn't even cringing. Just sitting with him. Company. He so desperately needs it.
He shifts a little awkwardly and presses his shoulder and hip along Eliot, resting against the odd transition from horse body to narrow torso. He does his best to keep his head tilted forward, out of the way. Then, a little shy, hoping it's okay, he reaches out and takes Eliot's hand. He can't see very well from this angle, can't get a good look at Eliot's expression, waiting for body language to do the talking.