[ It's a question that could've gone unasked — of course Teddie would be seeing others, he's always been the one who wanted them to be open — but the promise to communicate started there, with that clarification. Dom always hoped Teddie would decide that he was enough one day. That little spark of a fantasy is present here, then gone with a drop of disappointment, jealousy like two fingers putting out a candle.
(There was never a guarantee that Dom could handle being exclusive, either. It's mostly been the idea of being special.)
His nod is silent. Teddie didn't even say the girl's name. Maybe he doesn't want him to know. ]
No, yeah, I'm — I can keep seeing other people too. [ As if there's anyone. All he does is get drunk and fight. ] Just checking.
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(There was never a guarantee that Dom could handle being exclusive, either. It's mostly been the idea of being special.)
His nod is silent. Teddie didn't even say the girl's name. Maybe he doesn't want him to know. ]
No, yeah, I'm — I can keep seeing other people too. [ As if there's anyone. All he does is get drunk and fight. ] Just checking.