"You can't though. You're just -- going to leave again."
He wants Chuck to hold him, he wants Chuck to make him stop being stupid.
He wants help from him, but he can't -- let Chuck in. Not when he
knows he's gonna leave, knows that there's someone back in Chuck's new,
fancy life (that Raleigh isn't part of) that he's fucking around with, that
he's sort of seeing.
He just -- can't. He can't let himself get too comfortable with him now,
only to have what was left of his heart ripped out of his chest when Chuck
inevitably left again.
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"I was driving." It was his fault, his fault.
"You can't though. You're just -- going to leave again."
He wants Chuck to hold him, he wants Chuck to make him stop being stupid. He wants help from him, but he can't -- let Chuck in. Not when he knows he's gonna leave, knows that there's someone back in Chuck's new, fancy life (that Raleigh isn't part of) that he's fucking around with, that he's sort of seeing.
He just -- can't. He can't let himself get too comfortable with him now, only to have what was left of his heart ripped out of his chest when Chuck inevitably left again.
"Yeah, thanks."
He's not gonna call, though. Not after tonight.