Miles felt the tension in Phoenix's body, and knew he was going to change the subject before it happened. He listened, feeling the tension ease only slightly as he spoke, and frowned.
"And I...I probably don't, either, because two years in the future, I'm too afraid of commitment or letting people get too close to tell you anything. But...I'm probably hiding it all beneath the surface, burying it so far down that getting on that plane hurts less and less every time." He closed his eyes, sighing. "And we keep on going like that. Years later..."
Miles swallowed hard. That was the last topic he wanted to bring up, and he'd gone wandering straight into it without a second thought. "God, I'm an idiot. Forget I ever said that last part. This isn't the time or the place to discuss it."
He sat up, tossing his jacket towards the end of the bed and undoing a button each on his collar and vest, then settled back in. "You don't need that, not now."
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"And I...I probably don't, either, because two years in the future, I'm too afraid of commitment or letting people get too close to tell you anything. But...I'm probably hiding it all beneath the surface, burying it so far down that getting on that plane hurts less and less every time." He closed his eyes, sighing. "And we keep on going like that. Years later..."
Miles swallowed hard. That was the last topic he wanted to bring up, and he'd gone wandering straight into it without a second thought. "God, I'm an idiot. Forget I ever said that last part. This isn't the time or the place to discuss it."
He sat up, tossing his jacket towards the end of the bed and undoing a button each on his collar and vest, then settled back in. "You don't need that, not now."