John stared at him. "I... I don't know if I can." He admitted, "It's never been intentional. It's never been because someone asked."
He sat on the couch, putting his head in his hands. He had always protected people, as a doctor, as a soldier. His parents had never wanted him to harm anyone unless it was in self defense, or defense of others. And he knew sexually was different. But..
No.
He couldn't.
"I'm sorry." He said, his facade cracking and fading. He wrapped his wings around himself, trying to hide. He was ashamed of himself.
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Date: 2019-06-10 07:12 pm (UTC)He sat on the couch, putting his head in his hands. He had always protected people, as a doctor, as a soldier. His parents had never wanted him to harm anyone unless it was in self defense, or defense of others. And he knew sexually was different. But..
No.
He couldn't.
"I'm sorry." He said, his facade cracking and fading. He wrapped his wings around himself, trying to hide. He was ashamed of himself.