[Tate feels - weird, after admitting it aloud. For all the attraction he's had, the sex he's had, with guys in the setting it's not like it's something that stuns him. It's just not something he's had practice in vocalizing; in sharing with other people. It's so much simpler to keep it private and contained, but his head feels bubbly and stupid and there's a feeling close to panic in his chest. He can't take this back either, now that he's said it. Shared it. Confided it.
He looks to Derek, dark eyes searching for something in the way he looks at his face. Derek doesn't give much in terms of comfort with the way he's guarding his reactions, and Tate seems a bit subdued as he tries to decide if he wants to keep talking about this or if it's another fucking mistake. It's not like he can just get up and walk the fuck away, either. He sucks in a slow breath.]
Peter. His name is Peter - he's just... just someone I know.
[And by know he means have repeatedly screwed but there's more to it than that. He thinks, at least. He knows how he feels about it and regardless of whether or not that's one sided, it can't be that weird to think it's nice to be in his company. That he's... warming to be around. He makes Tate feel his age in a weird way. Tate doesn't realize his face has flooded with color, but he gestures with his hands.]
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He looks to Derek, dark eyes searching for something in the way he looks at his face. Derek doesn't give much in terms of comfort with the way he's guarding his reactions, and Tate seems a bit subdued as he tries to decide if he wants to keep talking about this or if it's another fucking mistake. It's not like he can just get up and walk the fuck away, either. He sucks in a slow breath.]
Peter. His name is Peter - he's just... just someone I know.
[And by know he means have repeatedly screwed but there's more to it than that. He thinks, at least. He knows how he feels about it and regardless of whether or not that's one sided, it can't be that weird to think it's nice to be in his company. That he's... warming to be around. He makes Tate feel his age in a weird way. Tate doesn't realize his face has flooded with color, but he gestures with his hands.]
Like I said. It's not like we're gonna date.