[ His words are simple and abrupt but softened with a half-shouldered shrug as he inspects an imaginary detail on one of his knees. There's a moment of silence before he gives up the pretense of trying to look nonchalant and raises his gaze again to fix Oxford with a hard look. ]
I bloody well wish you would, though.
[ There's an unspoken addendum that implies that of all the things in the world Cambridge would much rather be awake with Oxford than leave him alone. Not necessarily to do all the emotional touchy-feely hand-holdy stuff - as if Cambridge could ever bring himself to do that kind of thing - but just so that perhaps they could be themselves for a bit and not indulge in this fragile charade of giving each other 'space'. ]
no subject
[ His words are simple and abrupt but softened with a half-shouldered shrug as he inspects an imaginary detail on one of his knees. There's a moment of silence before he gives up the pretense of trying to look nonchalant and raises his gaze again to fix Oxford with a hard look. ]
I bloody well wish you would, though.
[ There's an unspoken addendum that implies that of all the things in the world Cambridge would much rather be awake with Oxford than leave him alone. Not necessarily to do all the emotional touchy-feely hand-holdy stuff - as if Cambridge could ever bring himself to do that kind of thing - but just so that perhaps they could be themselves for a bit and not indulge in this fragile charade of giving each other 'space'. ]