[ he's completely speechless for a moment, looking away with a frown. dammit shylock he came here to forget about that guy and you have to remind him of him at the worst possible moment. but… his hold on shylock's wrist doesn't relent.
he turns his gaze back slowly to meet his eyes - red and deep, on the beautiful face of the jewel of the west. the devil of the west. the myriad of nicknames shylock was known for. he wonders for a moment if losing his notoriety in this place affected shylock at all, considering how vain he is and how much pride he took on being so well-known.
or maybe bradley's just desperately looking for someone to relate to. ]
…You're a jackass.
[ he doesn't say it with any malicious intent. and for all it's worth, bradley's more than just fond of shylock. part of bradley’s afraid he's letting himself be too vulnerable in front of him, but for as much as shylock enjoys teasing him, he's never once mocked him over anything - not even him being no better than a human. so yes, he might not be the person he's pining over, but that doesn't mean bradley isn't here for shylock himself.
the grip on his wrist loosens, and his hand moves over to caress the side of shylock’s face, moving some strands of hair away from his eyes with a bitter expression. ]
You want me here, yeah? …You want to be mine, no matter what?
[ he wants… at least one person to tell him that… but he doesn't know how to ask. all he can do is demand it and hope he's not pushed away. ]
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[ he's completely speechless for a moment, looking away with a frown. dammit shylock he came here to forget about that guy and you have to remind him of him at the worst possible moment. but… his hold on shylock's wrist doesn't relent.
he turns his gaze back slowly to meet his eyes - red and deep, on the beautiful face of the jewel of the west. the devil of the west. the myriad of nicknames shylock was known for. he wonders for a moment if losing his notoriety in this place affected shylock at all, considering how vain he is and how much pride he took on being so well-known.
or maybe bradley's just desperately looking for someone to relate to. ]
…You're a jackass.
[ he doesn't say it with any malicious intent. and for all it's worth, bradley's more than just fond of shylock. part of bradley’s afraid he's letting himself be too vulnerable in front of him, but for as much as shylock enjoys teasing him, he's never once mocked him over anything - not even him being no better than a human. so yes, he might not be the person he's pining over, but that doesn't mean bradley isn't here for shylock himself.
the grip on his wrist loosens, and his hand moves over to caress the side of shylock’s face, moving some strands of hair away from his eyes with a bitter expression. ]
You want me here, yeah? …You want to be mine, no matter what?
[ he wants… at least one person to tell him that… but he doesn't know how to ask. all he can do is demand it and hope he's not pushed away. ]