It really was insult to injury, the way your lips ended up chapped when you kept licking tears off them. He wanted to run for the hills. No that wasn't quite right. He wanted to slam all the walls he'd let down, mostly for Raylan but for others, right back up into place. Retreat behind their safety and tuck his love for the older marshal back into a mental hope chest where it could be safe and protected.
But the old soul part of him was clear on the fact that they'd gone too far for that to be a reasonable option. Raylan had given up too much, everything had gotten too messy, all because Tim couldn't stop himself back when he should have stopped himself. Back before he let a love he knew was inappropriate lead him to make a stupid, glorious, beautiful decision.
Reaching up with his hand to wipe at his eyes and his nose -ew snot everywhere, gross- he took a quiet, deep breath and nodded, though he was on a frigging landline phone.
"Yeah. I'd like that. Going to go up to the Lighthouse," seemed a good distance away from Phillips Drive and 1306. "Probably be there most of the day?"
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But the old soul part of him was clear on the fact that they'd gone too far for that to be a reasonable option. Raylan had given up too much, everything had gotten too messy, all because Tim couldn't stop himself back when he should have stopped himself. Back before he let a love he knew was inappropriate lead him to make a stupid, glorious, beautiful decision.
Reaching up with his hand to wipe at his eyes and his nose -ew snot everywhere, gross- he took a quiet, deep breath and nodded, though he was on a frigging landline phone.
"Yeah. I'd like that. Going to go up to the Lighthouse," seemed a good distance away from Phillips Drive and 1306. "Probably be there most of the day?"