[ curse robert's kisses. not really, but curse them. they're the curse, for the way they put a spell on craig and calms him down so fast. his breath is taken away, literally and he holds his breath for a second; it's something about those gentle touches, the look in his eyes- craig could melt right there.

he's still worried; that's what happens when you're used to putting in your all into something and (??) fucking it up completely. he knows robert won't drop him just because he made him carry him but hey- he's known as the man who can do it all and he did, well, Not Anything At All this time. he had to rely on robert the whole time and he hates it.

he leans forward, hand resting on the middle console and presses their foreheads together. he just wants to take him in, silencing his need to apologize again. it takes him a minute to quiet his breathing, but he gets there. ]

Just wanted everything to be perfect. I was gonna ask you to be mine [ and his alone ] and everything. It would've been cute as shit and I had a picnic set up and everything.

[ it's a lot - just to ask someone to date you. but that's craig; he doesn't half ass shit. especially when it comes to robert, who opened himself to craig, who trusted craig - he knows that's hard for him. it was so hard for craig too - to realize robert wasn't just indulgence, but a need.

so, you know. he reallt is stupid disappointed but he thinks he's pretty valid for being disappointed in himself this time. ]