[ But Ginger catches his hand and brings it to his own heart, fingers clawed around his. Sorry, he’s sorry. ]
Open me up, and take it out. It’s yours. You can listen to all its secrets. You can.
[ The things Ginger has never told anyone, his heart will spill to Mika in crooning songs, adoring words. ]
I would have told you everything - over time - anyway. I was just - worried because it wasn’t something you chose, as - as far as I could tell. If you don’t want it, then it shouldn’t be forced on you - my feelings or anything else.
If you’re fine with it, if it doesn’t hurt you, then I’m fine.
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[ But Ginger catches his hand and brings it to his own heart, fingers clawed around his. Sorry, he’s sorry. ]
Open me up, and take it out. It’s yours. You can listen to all its secrets. You can.
[ The things Ginger has never told anyone, his heart will spill to Mika in crooning songs, adoring words. ]
I would have told you everything - over time - anyway. I was just - worried because it wasn’t something you chose, as - as far as I could tell. If you don’t want it, then it shouldn’t be forced on you - my feelings or anything else.
If you’re fine with it, if it doesn’t hurt you, then I’m fine.