“Your scars…” Vincent’s tracing stopped. “You’re not going to ask the whole question?” “I’m kind of embarrassed to, actually,” Wes admitted. “You’re embarrassed? Think of me.” “Yeah, but you’re awkward like eighty percent of the time. This is a risk for me. It could ruin my reputation as an always-confident asshat.” Wesley stopped himself short as his brain registered his own words. “Sorry, I should be more serious about this.” “No!” Vincent laughed, soft and at least eighty percent awkward. “This helps. It is serious, but it’s also something that I can’t allow too much hold over me, you know?
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