[Tate lays still for a beat, watching Marcus passively; there's something about this moment that he likes. It's the trust, maybe. The fact that he doesn't feel like Marcus will break said trust - it'd probably go against what he believes in and if there's one thing Tate believes, it's that Marcus is pretty good about keeping his morals in check. At least when it isn't about killing other friends due to blackmail and paranoia.
Tate slips both hands behind his head and stares up at the ceiling.]
[ There's a beat, here, with Marcus looking at Tate for a long few seconds like he's about to say something different to what he ends up going with. He shakes his head, dismisses whatever was in his head, then stands, heading to grab some water. Kind of needs it, after that. ]
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Tate slips both hands behind his head and stares up at the ceiling.]
I'm wanna hang here tonight. You cool with that?
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[ There's a beat, here, with Marcus looking at Tate for a long few seconds like he's about to say something different to what he ends up going with. He shakes his head, dismisses whatever was in his head, then stands, heading to grab some water. Kind of needs it, after that. ]
Don't possess me or whatever.