[He straightens up when John jerks his hands away, quickly running over it in his head--
Oh, god, he'd thought that out loud. The faint flush deepens, cheeks a brighter shade of pink as he reaches up to comb his fingers through his hair (as well as he can, anyway) in an anxious gesture.]
Shit- I'm sorry, that wasn't supposed to... I didn't mean. Um. Forget that?
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[He straightens up when John jerks his hands away, quickly running over it in his head--
Oh, god, he'd thought that out loud. The faint flush deepens, cheeks a brighter shade of pink as he reaches up to comb his fingers through his hair (as well as he can, anyway) in an anxious gesture.]
Shit- I'm sorry, that wasn't supposed to... I didn't mean. Um. Forget that?