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Rosen wasn't blushing. He looked perfectly serious as he leaned forward and pressed his lips lightly against Long's.

Long froze, but Rosen could tell that he liked it.

"Don't leave," Rosen whispered before kissing him lightly again.

Long still didn't reply, still finding it difficult to think.

Rosen wasn't making it easier for him to think.

So after a little while longer, Long just stopped thinking and started returning Rosen's affection.

Surprisingly, Rosen remained light and slightly awkward. He almost seemed frightened.

Long had been more frightened, but most of it had melted away by now as he tried to tempt Rosen to go further.

Slowly Rosen started opening up more but then suddenly he was too frightened and immediately backed off. Way off. He crawled backwards until his back hit the wall and then he promptly started to cry.

Long crawled with him for a step or two, but scratched his arm on a broken bottle which seemed to help snap him out of it. He paused, watching Rosen for a moment before quickly turning around and sitting with his back to Rosen, thoroughly embarrassed.

Rosen continued to cry, he truly seemed to be terrified.

It took Long awhile to get over his embarrassment, but eventually he got up and walked over to Rosen, stopping a few feet away.

Rosen shied away from Long a little, not looking at him as he continued to sniffle.

So Long backed off a little. He stood there quietly for a few minutes before bending down to Rosen's level. (Or at least to the best of his ability in those tight pants)

"... I... don't know what you want," Long told him quietly. "You... want me to stay. And go. And kill myself. And be your bodyguard. And not be your bodyguard. And fly... And you don't want me to like you like everyone else, but you keep..." He shook his head a little.

Rosen glared a little at Long through the tear trails that he hadn't bothered to wipe away, "I've never... I've never liked anyone before! Alright?!" he confessed a bit viciously. "I don't know what you want! You never speak your own mind, you follow orders like no one I've ever seen but you don't think for yourself! How am I supposed to trust a man who can't think for himself?" he demanded.

"... Huh..?" Long muttered after a few moments. His face had gone red again at the confession and he didn't appear to have heard anything after that. "... You said you couldn't."