when I look at the stars I feel like myself

Ianto felt his cheeks burning at the other boy's stopping him and tugging him back. Reluctantly, he stopped and turned, but he kept his eyes lowered, away from the other boy. "Because..." he said, but he couldn't think of a reason. He just felt like...well. Pocket watches weren't very cool things to have as a teenager, and. Even though he wanted it, the idea of being judged about it, questioned about it, was way beyond embarrassing for him. Calling attention to the fact that it was a little weird, and that 15-year-old boys weren't supposed to be into things like that, and yet. "Dunno," he said, shrugging, knowing that he was being difficult but not really being able to help himself. He just felt...awkward for the fact that it was just another way that he stood out from being 'normal' to the other boy, and everything.