Braze nodded softly, his heart feeling lighter as he absorbed Jasper's wisdom and support. The arm around him provided comfort and reassurance, and he leaned into the touch, appreciating the warmth and genuine care that Jasper offered.
"Thanks," he murmured, his voice soft and sincere. He took a moment to compose himself, running his fingers through his snowy white hair and rubbing his glassy jade green eyes with the heels of his palms. A tentative smile graced his lips as he looked up at Jasper, a sense of gratitude in his eyes.
As Jasper continued to speak, Braze listened attentively, absorbing each word like a sponge. He found solace in the fatherly look Jasper gave him, feeling a connection and understanding that he hadn't experienced in a while.
Jasper's words resonated deeply with Braze, and he nodded in agreement as the older Jedi encouraged him to explore his feelings and take his time. He understood that self-discovery and relationships were journeys that required patience and understanding.
"Everything you're saying makes sense," Braze replied, his voice filled with sincerity and appreciation.
"I really appreciate your guidance and support, Master Jasper. It means a lot to me."
As Jasper ruffled his hair, Braze couldn't help but smile more genuinely, feeling a sense of reassurance and belonging in his mentor's presence. He fussed at his bangs trying to fix the mussed snowy white locks.
Braze considered for a moment,
"You know," Braze started, a hint of awkwardness in his tone,
"There's this one person in the group. They're really kind and caring, always looking out for others. They are supper sweet and gentle in everything they do. They have this... I don't know, this light about them that draws people in. I'm afraid that my strong emotions for them could make them uncomfortable... Or I might come across as too forward, causing them to distance themself from me. I am worried that my past traumas and insecurities could negatively impact our friendship. It's getting harder to hid my thoughts and feelings and keep them protected. "
He paused for a moment, glancing at Jasper, his expression soft and thoughtful.
"And then there's another person. They're strong, in more ways than one. They have this drive that's admirable. I look up to them, even though I know they don't feel the same way. They are considerate and kind hearted with a good head for advice. I'm worried that my admiration for them could be misinterpreted as romantic interest, potentially causing discomfort or confusion in our relationship. I also fear that I won't be able to connect with them on a deeper level and that my own limitations could hinder our friendship."
Braze's gaze turned distant for a moment, a wistful look in his eyes.
"And there's someone else, not in our group, but... they're like a beacon of hope. Every time I see them, it's like a burst of inspiration, and daring in the moment. I know they're out of reach, but I can't help but admire them. I don't know how to just... reach out to them. With them, I have this nagging fear that my admiration might turn into a one-sided infatuation that could affect our friendship. I'm concerned that I won't be able to meet their expectations, and I worry that my struggles and fears could become a burden to them."
He let out a small sigh, as if lamenting something, and then smiled at Jasper.
"Sorry, I'm rambling. It's just... complicated feelings, you know?"
Braze continued further... Braze hesitated for a moment, his gaze distant as he tried to put into words the storm of thoughts and emotions swirling within him. He took a deep breath, his voice trembling with vulnerability as he began to speak.
"Jasper, I... I want to get better, not just for myself but for them," he said softly, his eyes locked onto Jasper's.
"I want to be the best I can be because... because I want to protect them. I know it sounds cliché, but it's the truth."
He swallowed hard, the weight of his feelings pressing down on him.
"Sometimes, I'm not even sure if what I feel is love or just admiration, and that terrifies me. I'm scared that I might be conflating these deep feelings with romantic inclinations, and I don't want to ruin our friendships. But, at the same time, these feelings, this admiration, it's what drives me to want to be better."
Braze paused, his voice steadying as he continued
, "I want to be their hero, their knight in shining armor, even though I don't fully understand what I feel. I want to protect them from any harm, from any... pain. But... but I'm afraid that maybe I'm being selfish. That I see them as 'mine' to protect, and I'm not sure if that's right or if it's just some projection of my own desires."
Tears welled up in his eyes, and he blinked them back.
"I guess what I'm trying to say is, I don't know if I'm doing this for them or for me. I just want to be better, to be worthy of their friendship, and to make sure nothing bad happens to them. But, I'm so confused, Jasper, and I don't know how to untangle these feelings."
Braze's voice quivered as he poured out his thoughts and feelings, the weight of his vulnerability pressing upon him still. He spoke with raw honesty, his words heavy with the burden he had been carrying.
"I'm just... I find myself apologizing all the time for not being 'perfect,'" he admitted, his gaze distant.
"I yearn to be there already, even though deep down, I know that there's no such thing as perfection. But it's this constant striving, this relentless pursuit of some unattainable ideal."
He paused, taking a shaky breath.
"I've never felt like this before, never this deeply, never this profoundly," he continued.
"I didn't really have close friends before, you know? It's like I'm changing, evolving, and it's happening terrifyingly fast. My peers seem to have already advanced beyond my scope, and I'm just always struggling to play catch up."
Braze's voice grew softer, as if he were confessing a long-held secret.
"I keep spiraling like this because I don't know how to just... be. I can kind of do it sometimes, but it's really, really difficult for me to draw myself out of this kind of circling thought process. I can't seem to break free from it."
He hesitated before adding,
"And I just can't bring myself to express any of this because I'm so afraid of screwing things up, of looking weak, of disappointing everyone I care so much about. I often feel like maybe I'm living a lie or that I'm lying to myself. It's just so much to take in and think about."
Braze's admission hung in the air before he let out a long heavy sigh...
" I know you're trying to help me feel better and I appreciate that... But I don't want you to feel responsible for my happiness... it's not something you can control ya know?" Braze asked.