[ Reggie doesn't want Derek to feel shitty, or like he has to do anything, but it's hard, navigating so much at once. Wanting to deflect the issue, missing Nick, wanting to respect Derek's boundaries and be a good friend to him, yet not wanting to lose him, either, missing Nick, not wanting pity, not wanting to tell Derek what Nick said back to him because out of context it'll only sound pitiful, wanting to feel wanted, missing Nick, wanting to distract himself from missing Nick--

He kisses Derek again, a bit deeper this time, his hand stroking up Derek's thigh. ]

I know we just talked about this like, a day ago, but can we at least... maybe like, one more time? One more time at least? It is what I-- you know what I need.

[ But Reggie swallows slowly, reluctantly pulling back again in case it's still not what Derek wants. It's probably unfair of him to want this, and to put Derek in this position when Reggie especially just doesn't want to be alone, but--

He can't keep off Derek for very long, leaning back over him to kiss around his neck, wet and eager despite the dilemma in front of him. ]

It won't make me feel worse. Me and Nick aren't exclusive anyway. [ Was that what Derek was driving at? Reggie isn't sure. ] But we don't have to-- I mean, I...

[ Want to-- ]

Just do whatever you wanna do, okay? To me, or-- [ He meets Derek's eyes again, briefly. ] Or not.