[ Normally Reggie has a pretty decent poker face, at least after he has that initial moment to react-- it's not that his emotions don't show, particularly when caught off-guard, but he can usually recover fairly quickly in order to hide the ones he'd rather not advertise.
What he'd been planning to do was just that, continue to act so casual there'd be no way to assume it was anything but a drunken mistake; no embarrassment, no awkwardness, no undisclosed feelings, just chill confidence in his assertion that it meant nothing. What actually happens is that his face falls and remains that way once he sees the look that settles on Archie's face. Reggie's brows quirk and furrow in a troubled way and, without even thinking, he grabs for Archie's wrist just to keep him there for at least another minute. ]
Wait. [ He has no idea what he means to say. ] Dude, I--
[ Eyebrows furrowing more, Reggie casually chews at the corner of his lower lip. This is a terrible conversation to be sober for, he feels like if he weren't then maybe he'd luck into a stroke of problem-solving brilliance right about now, or they could make clumsy passes at each other and then laugh them off again in the morning. But he is sober, so his brain has no choice but to operate accordingly. ]
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What he'd been planning to do was just that, continue to act so casual there'd be no way to assume it was anything but a drunken mistake; no embarrassment, no awkwardness, no undisclosed feelings, just chill confidence in his assertion that it meant nothing. What actually happens is that his face falls and remains that way once he sees the look that settles on Archie's face. Reggie's brows quirk and furrow in a troubled way and, without even thinking, he grabs for Archie's wrist just to keep him there for at least another minute. ]
Wait. [ He has no idea what he means to say. ] Dude, I--
[ Eyebrows furrowing more, Reggie casually chews at the corner of his lower lip. This is a terrible conversation to be sober for, he feels like if he weren't then maybe he'd luck into a stroke of problem-solving brilliance right about now, or they could make clumsy passes at each other and then laugh them off again in the morning. But he is sober, so his brain has no choice but to operate accordingly. ]
Why are you mad?