It makes Chuck's insides twinge a little, something pulling at him
that he can't define, that he doesn't know how to fucking deal with.
It's almost enough to make him knock Raleigh's hand away, demand the
goddamn cotton ball because he can do this himself, no problem.
He doesn't, though. He just lets Raleigh continue to do what he's
doing, eyes resolutely staring ahead, right...at Raleigh's face.
Raleigh might not look him dead in the eye but Chuck does. If Becket
gets the balls to look up, he'll see what he expects; irritation and
annoyance and protest but it's coupled with tension and apprehension and,
most important of all --
no subject
[ ... Raleigh is incredibly thorough.
It makes Chuck's insides twinge a little, something pulling at him that he can't define, that he doesn't know how to fucking deal with.
It's almost enough to make him knock Raleigh's hand away, demand the goddamn cotton ball because he can do this himself, no problem.
He doesn't, though. He just lets Raleigh continue to do what he's doing, eyes resolutely staring ahead, right...at Raleigh's face.
Raleigh might not look him dead in the eye but Chuck does. If Becket gets the balls to look up, he'll see what he expects; irritation and annoyance and protest but it's coupled with tension and apprehension and, most important of all --
fear. ]