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xxx"i know i should walk away
xxxbut i just want to let you break my brain.
xxxand i can't seem to get a grip
xxxno matter how i live with it."
x
Samuel just raised an eyebrow and laughed. It made the gesture seem so much more... not innocent, but tolerable when he saw how drunk Ris was. When he started telling Samuel that he needed to learn Hungarian because english was too much work for his brain, it was a sign that he was really starting to get drunk. He followed Ris back into the kitchen. But then Lexei was there, yelling to make sure that Ris got hydrated, and the strange, complicated feeling in Samuel's gut came back. He flinched at the arm around his shoulder, but forced a good-natured laugh, despite being nearly deafened by the Russian's yelling. Watching Ris drunkenly trying to manage the fridge and the bottle of water made the smile on his face feel so much more genuine. Ris switched languages so easily. Samuel didn't speak either Hungarian or Russian, but he could tell the difference in the sounds of them. Languages had never come easily to him, he just didn't pick them up, and he had a tendency to get frustrated with them. He envied the ease with which Ris could switch between them.
Samuel didn't mean to watch the second kiss. But it happened in front of him, and the feeling in his gut just strengthened. This was wrong. This was so wrong. He shouldn't be feeling anything. While Ris was distracted, Samuel took the moment to slip back into the party himself. Suddenly he felt like an intruder at his own party. He slipped back into his room, and shut the door. Taking a deep breath, he texted Jamie. "I'm sorry, babe."
He just needed a moment. Just one moment. To sober up. The alcohol was talking, that was all. Just the alcohol.
Samuel didn't mean to watch the second kiss. But it happened in front of him, and the feeling in his gut just strengthened. This was wrong. This was so wrong. He shouldn't be feeling anything. While Ris was distracted, Samuel took the moment to slip back into the party himself. Suddenly he felt like an intruder at his own party. He slipped back into his room, and shut the door. Taking a deep breath, he texted Jamie. "I'm sorry, babe."
He just needed a moment. Just one moment. To sober up. The alcohol was talking, that was all. Just the alcohol.