[before stahn himself has had a chance to do much else, leon is yelling at him with a certain type of ferocity that he didn't expect to hear.
this whole situation is so overwhelming; being yelled at that way is only the smallest fraction of a factor in the way stahn's legs finally give out from under him. he manages to catch himself as to not fall too clumsily, but getting leon to safety took a look out of him with how quickly he was put into panic mode. add in everything else, and stahn is just without a leg to stand on.
but still, despite the very, very slight hurt that comes with being told he's coddling leon—it's nothing of the sort, he just wants to be sure he was safe and could calm down—it's still worry that takes up the majority of his expression. there's not even room for relief yet, despite the bubbling feeling of happiness that he gets to see leon again somehow. that can come later. what comes first are words of his own that are shaky and unsure.
where does he even start?]
I just didn't want you to go through that again, Leon. [the thought terrifies him, honestly.] For me, for everyone else... you had to go through that once already. I couldn't let it happen again.
[that's scary as all hell to him—forcing leon to suffer so much like that. his life had already been so hard, and while he still doesn't understand or even know how to ask how leon can even be here right now, he couldn't just sit by and let things be even harder for him. because despite all the things that seem so different in his reactions, he knows with no doubt who it is he's dealing with.
which is why he won't give up. even if he feels overwhelmed. even if he feels the intensity of his emotions washing over him. even if the look in his slightly teary eyes is a mix of hope and despair, of sorrow and apologies. leon can lash out; even if it hurts, he'll take it. he'll bear it all. it's the least he can do after everything leon's done for him.]
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[before stahn himself has had a chance to do much else, leon is yelling at him with a certain type of ferocity that he didn't expect to hear.
this whole situation is so overwhelming; being yelled at that way is only the smallest fraction of a factor in the way stahn's legs finally give out from under him. he manages to catch himself as to not fall too clumsily, but getting leon to safety took a look out of him with how quickly he was put into panic mode. add in everything else, and stahn is just without a leg to stand on.
but still, despite the very, very slight hurt that comes with being told he's coddling leon—it's nothing of the sort, he just wants to be sure he was safe and could calm down—it's still worry that takes up the majority of his expression. there's not even room for relief yet, despite the bubbling feeling of happiness that he gets to see leon again somehow. that can come later. what comes first are words of his own that are shaky and unsure.
where does he even start?]
I just didn't want you to go through that again, Leon. [the thought terrifies him, honestly.] For me, for everyone else... you had to go through that once already. I couldn't let it happen again.
[that's scary as all hell to him—forcing leon to suffer so much like that. his life had already been so hard, and while he still doesn't understand or even know how to ask how leon can even be here right now, he couldn't just sit by and let things be even harder for him. because despite all the things that seem so different in his reactions, he knows with no doubt who it is he's dealing with.
which is why he won't give up. even if he feels overwhelmed. even if he feels the intensity of his emotions washing over him. even if the look in his slightly teary eyes is a mix of hope and despair, of sorrow and apologies. leon can lash out; even if it hurts, he'll take it. he'll bear it all. it's the least he can do after everything leon's done for him.]