He didn't need to say that he was waiting. It was practically written in the skin that she was brushing with her fingertips. Alex frowned, because while she didn't have any sort of romantic feelings for John (or he for her, which was why they were here right now) but she did care about him as a friend, and it was never good or easy to see a friend turned inside out about something like he was on this one.
He didn't want to talk anymore, and Alex didn't want to make him. It wasn't fair to do so, and the last thing she'd wanted to do was to cause him harm or to shove him away when he needed a friend. Things like this, losing someone could break a person, and it seemed like John was trying to put himself back together with masking tape and bubble gum. Alex couldn't imagine going through and breaking what was still barely holding together.
"Well, if this was a porno," Alex said, going for the joke again, "I'd say shower sex, but that never works out as much as you think it's going to and I'd rather not have a funny story that I need to explain why I look like a grandma moving." And then she just kissed him softly. "So I guess we're going to need to go with sex."
Oh man, I'm so sorry. I swear I did this thing like forever ago!
He didn't want to talk anymore, and Alex didn't want to make him. It wasn't fair to do so, and the last thing she'd wanted to do was to cause him harm or to shove him away when he needed a friend. Things like this, losing someone could break a person, and it seemed like John was trying to put himself back together with masking tape and bubble gum. Alex couldn't imagine going through and breaking what was still barely holding together.
"Well, if this was a porno," Alex said, going for the joke again, "I'd say shower sex, but that never works out as much as you think it's going to and I'd rather not have a funny story that I need to explain why I look like a grandma moving." And then she just kissed him softly. "So I guess we're going to need to go with sex."