[It is good that Barnabas grabbed his head to still him, because as those compliments slide out from between his lips with that unbroken eye contact, Cid fails to fight his own impulse to try to turn his head. He’d never realized quite how much he moved until the moment it was restrained. Though his memory had an awful lot of holes, so that didn’t count for much.]
[But he was hardly just some blushing virgin, right? Good God, get it together, man! He takes a breath and chuckles as his lip quirks.]
And you— You’re handsome. [He reaches up to place a gloved hand on his jaw, unthinking. It just seemed right, plus it made him feel less absurd with the other man holding his head. He brushes his jaw with his thumb, fighting with his attention to look away from his eyes.]
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[But he was hardly just some blushing virgin, right? Good God, get it together, man! He takes a breath and chuckles as his lip quirks.]
And you— You’re handsome. [He reaches up to place a gloved hand on his jaw, unthinking. It just seemed right, plus it made him feel less absurd with the other man holding his head. He brushes his jaw with his thumb, fighting with his attention to look away from his eyes.]
[He goes quiet for a moment.]