What does he expect? Something about studying Daniel like a bug in a jar. Scientific diagrams. Something strange and otherworldly, a screwed up aspect of their connection that Armand indulges in and Daniel enjoys. That it could be as simple as Armand liking how he looks stuns him, for some reason. He has thought that Armand finds him at least not intolerable-looking, but figured it was a little bit 'fucked up kink' and mostly 'despite', when it came to sexual attraction.
Maybe it is some of that still. I'm bored of the ones turned young, that's very Armand-specific, fixing him in this place that Armand likes, keeping him for himself. But does Daniel mind? ... Not really. Not as much as he should.
And it isn't that he thinks of himself as ugly. He was always alright, he figured. He got by. But looking the way he does now, the full physical manifestation of his age, is not attractive. He's come to terms with it, has had decades to come to terms with it in realtime, every change happening outside of his own control, his health slipping out of his hands along with everything else. Maybe, if they were sober, he'd feel a flutter and huff about it, because a few pretty words can't undo all the scaffolding he's built to cope with aging.
But they aren't sober. Armand's words are perfectly sincere, and they undo some little knot in Daniel, and begin to stitch something else.
Still. He looks positively shy, hearing all that. It is unbearable, in its way.
"No one's ever... I mean, even when I was younger, and looked alright." Fumbling. Like he's still the kid he's referring to. "Did you know, you have this ability to make me feel things that are completely new."
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What does he expect? Something about studying Daniel like a bug in a jar. Scientific diagrams. Something strange and otherworldly, a screwed up aspect of their connection that Armand indulges in and Daniel enjoys. That it could be as simple as Armand liking how he looks stuns him, for some reason. He has thought that Armand finds him at least not intolerable-looking, but figured it was a little bit 'fucked up kink' and mostly 'despite', when it came to sexual attraction.
Maybe it is some of that still. I'm bored of the ones turned young, that's very Armand-specific, fixing him in this place that Armand likes, keeping him for himself. But does Daniel mind? ... Not really. Not as much as he should.
And it isn't that he thinks of himself as ugly. He was always alright, he figured. He got by. But looking the way he does now, the full physical manifestation of his age, is not attractive. He's come to terms with it, has had decades to come to terms with it in realtime, every change happening outside of his own control, his health slipping out of his hands along with everything else. Maybe, if they were sober, he'd feel a flutter and huff about it, because a few pretty words can't undo all the scaffolding he's built to cope with aging.
But they aren't sober. Armand's words are perfectly sincere, and they undo some little knot in Daniel, and begin to stitch something else.
Still. He looks positively shy, hearing all that. It is unbearable, in its way.
"No one's ever... I mean, even when I was younger, and looked alright." Fumbling. Like he's still the kid he's referring to. "Did you know, you have this ability to make me feel things that are completely new."