[ oh-- being on his back is worse. that's the first thing that flits through his mind after the confusion at being shoved over like this. he's never really registered the size difference between them as anything notable — a disadvantage, but one he can work around — but looking up at evan from where he's laid out on the bed... ]
[ david doesn't like it. it pisses him off that little bit more. makes him look up at evan like he'd kill him right now if he could. ]
[ the question, though, confuses him. openly so. ]
Do what?
[ his lip curls, a mix of frustration, anger, and a struggle to understand what evan's problem is. ]
no subject
[ david doesn't like it. it pisses him off that little bit more. makes him look up at evan like he'd kill him right now if he could. ]
[ the question, though, confuses him. openly so. ]
Do what?
[ his lip curls, a mix of frustration, anger, and a struggle to understand what evan's problem is. ]
Told you-- just get the fuck on with it.