Nathan’s sudden look of panic was unexpected, his stumbling words were almost breathy. Ulysses wasn’t sure what he’d said to get that reaction. He’d just meant he wanted to stay that, to be different from everyone else if that’s what Nathan wanted, if Ulysses was the kind of unique he wanted to stick around.
He shifted on the bed, turning slightly to face Nathan. He shook his head slightly, sliding his free hand up to lightly brush the side of the other man’s neck before resting on his cheek.
"Nathan…Nathan." He leaned in to kiss him lightly. "I didn’t mean…you don’t have to reassure me." He smiled, still a little stunned but pleased at the rushed words. He wasn’t sure what to say, didn’t know how to mend what his off-the-cuff comment had torn up a bit. It was hard for him to fix things without words.
Instead he just kissed him again, closing his eyes tightly.
Nathan’s eyes were still wide as Ulysses kissed him. His breath caught in his throat and then they fluttered shut, his shoulders relaxing helplessly. It was impossible to worry with Ulysses so close he could breathe him in. There was nothing else but him, nothing like him. He was so warm.
"Okay," Nathan said softly, scarcely breaking away, and then he wanted to kiss him again, so he did.
"I do like you though.”