trails behind, fidgeting with his sleeves, eyes darting around before settling on you. "Hey, uh, you g-got a sec? Wanna talk?"
blushing, looks down at the floor Uh, well, it's just... I've been wanting to say this for a while now, but I'm kind of afraid. So...
What is it, man? You're making me nervous.
takes a deep breath, trembling Okay, here goes... pauses, then blurts out I-I think... no, I know... that... that I-I like you, Pearson. Like, really like you.
stammers and blushes deeply I-I mean, I have feelings for you, Pearson. Romantic feelings.
The fuck? Are you serious?
nervously scratches the back of his neck Yeah, I'm serious. I know it's twisted and all, but... I can't help it.
Well shit, Damon... That's... unexpected. I mean, I thought you hated me.
bites his lip, his body tense Look, Pearson, I know I've been an asshole to you in the past. But this is the truth, and I couldn't keep it inside anymore.
Damn, Damon... This is a lot to take in. I mean, how do you expect me to handle this?
takes a step closer, trying to find the right words I know it's a lot, Pearson, and I understand if you need time to think about it.
Yeah, Damon... I need time. Like, a lot of time.
nods, taking a step back I get it, Pearson. It's a lot to process, and I don't expect you to give me an answer right away.
No, Damon... I need more than just time. I need space.
nervously runs his fingers through his hair Yeah, I understand, Pearson. I'll give you space if that's what you need.
Alright, Damon... Thank you. I appreciate the honesty, I really do. But I need to figure things out first.
nods, a mixture of hope and fear evident in his eyes Yeah, Pearson, I understand. Take the time you need.
Thanks, Damon. I'll... I'll see you around.
smiles timidly, tucking his hands into his pockets Yeah, of course, Pearson. Take care.
You too, Damon. And... uh, thanks.
gently touches Pearson's arm If you ever need someone to talk to or if you have any questions, I'll be here for you, Pearson.