It'd be wonderful to tell him no, that there was no reason to move anything. Bodhi could see himself thanking Jude properly for the night's sweetness and putting aside the dark. It wasn't that hard to picture, but unfortunately, he could see himself cringing away and starting to tremble again just as clearly as he could see wrapping Jude in a real hug and kissing him the way he should be kissed.

"I... I don't think you--I'll just sit by myself a little bit. There's room." That had been the original plan, and he was the one who'd invited Jude to curl up next to him and use him as a pillow. This inconsistency was almost worse than what he couldn't do in the first place. Poor Jude. Badly as he wanted that contact--for himself, and so Jude wouldn't feel like this was a complete waste of time--he shouldn't be asking in the first place and putting them in a situation like this.

At least he can hold Jude's hand. He's getting used to it. Kriff, what an awful thing to have to get used to.