unmasked desire
Halfway through dinner, Elias reaches across the table.
He hesitates only a second before resting his hand over Alexander’s.
It’s not dramatic. No announcement. Just contact.
Alexander freezes.
Then, slowly, as if he’s afraid the moment will break if he moves too fast, he turns his hand palm-up, letting Elias’s fingers lace with his.
The intimacy of it is almost unbearable.
They eat one-handed after that, smiling when it becomes impractical, neither willing to let go.
“I never thought holding hands would feel this…” Alexander searches for the word.
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