One on One with @Starry

Skye slowly relaxed, but only a little.

"Are you okay?" He whispered, not really sure what else to say.

Skye shook his head, pressing into the other slightly.

He bit his tongue, holding his tighter.

Skye let him, still tense and nervous, as much as he did have friends on the streets, after his closest, (also the only guy who ever knew him well) had to leave the city because of the hunters, he'd never truly let anyone in.

(Bloop)

((Sorry, I was working on a project))

"You'll be okay, alright? Promise."

Skye didn't believe that for one second, but he didn't pull away.
(No worries!)

"Please, just let me help you?" He asked, softly

Skye nodded very slowly, not sure if this was right.

(OOF……)

He sighed softly, gripping him tighter.

Skye didn't move away, slowly trying to relax.

(Is everything okay on your end or does this just keep getting lost or is it something else?)

((A combination of a lot of school work/projects and this just keeps getting buried sorry))

Micheal sang softly.

(It's okay… I understand stress… (This month has been hell))

Skye slowly relaxed a little more, focusing on the tune.

He played with the other's hair, smiling.

Skye relaxed, tired and sore, and a little confused to boot.

"You doing okay?" He mumbled.

"I don't know anymore…" said Skye softly.

(BLOOP. I'm not willing to let this die so long as you're okay with picking it up again eventually…)

((Sorry, I've been kinda busy lately))

Micheal nodded awkwardly. "Better than bad."

Skye sighed, leaning against the other.

Micheal nodded. "Come on, let's get back…"

Skye nodded, pulling away reluctantly.

Micheal stood, holding out a hand.

Skye took it, falling into him when he tried to put weight on his bad leg, a hiss of pain escaping.

He caught him, wrapping his arm around him. "You okay?"

"N-No… " he whimpered, keeping his eg off the ground.