"Perhaps," Holland agrees. Maybe a part of him did want Rhy to know. Maybe he wanted the Prince to understand how Kell felt every time he went off galavanting with someone.
But his mind shifted from that train of thought and landed on Kells nerves. He was pretty good at pretending he had this mostly under control but not good enough. Holland suddenly wished they did have more time. More space. Less ears listening in. (Rhy would have always been there but the others? Not so much.)
"...we will have time for teasing," he finally admits--caving to the idea that maybe they would in fact have more time together.
TIMESKIP
The hour didn't matter, Holland had the opportunity to come and so he had.
It was easier to have a pathway directly to Kells quarters, and when he arrived, he moved over to the younger mans bed and perched on the side of it, watching him for a moment or two before he reached out and brushed his hair back away from his eyes.
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But his mind shifted from that train of thought and landed on Kells nerves. He was pretty good at pretending he had this mostly under control but not good enough. Holland suddenly wished they did have more time. More space. Less ears listening in. (Rhy would have always been there but the others? Not so much.)
"...we will have time for teasing," he finally admits--caving to the idea that maybe they would in fact have more time together.
TIMESKIP
The hour didn't matter, Holland had the opportunity to come and so he had.
It was easier to have a pathway directly to Kells quarters, and when he arrived, he moved over to the younger mans bed and perched on the side of it, watching him for a moment or two before he reached out and brushed his hair back away from his eyes.