[He is extremely aware of that little hitch of breath. He doesn't want to risk leaving a mark, so he shifts just enough to pay equal attention to the other side of David's throat.]
[ the image flits through his mind, of jeff in some shitty overpriced bar, some gormless freak keeping an eye on him until david shows up. the idea of being able to see him in a real place, where things make some kind of sense and they aren't tasked to try desperately not to die every other day. it makes his throat dry out and he swallows, unsure if that's bad or good. ]
[ he exhales through his nose, looking at jeff, eyebrows raised in confusion. ]
[It's a strange thought. Going back to reality, seeing these people face to face when the stakes were lower. When they had a shot at normalcy. (Or would they even have that? How were any of them meant to have a peaceful night's rest knowing they might wake back up by an ever-burning campfire?)
He shakes it off.]
Most people aren't. Just meant- you're different than how I thought you were. And I'm kind of sorry I didn't try to get to know you sooner, I guess. I'm gonna kiss you again so I stop making shit weird.
[ he shrugs a shoulder. glancing away for a second as he shakes off thoughts of tristan again, less about the man himself and more what that means because yeah okay of course david was with him and yes he knows-- ]
Dunno. Maybe it's just 'cause of this place, or maybe it's 'cause sometimes you do these things with your face that are so fuckin' cute I wanna just-- grab your face and crush it.
[ is that weird? it feels weird. but he won't be held responsible for his cute aggression. ]
[It would be a lie to say that Jeff isn't burning with curiosity. David, who seems to ooze machismo, who has explicitly only mentioned girlfriends, cuddling with a guy like him in the deepest part of the woods.
The explanation makes him laugh, a surprised sound he doesn't quite mean to make.]
I'm not cute.
[If he had any real machismo himself he'd be offended; as it is, he's just baffled at a statement that feels objectively false.]
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On the second date, huh.
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[ he is very much Not A Romantic sorry jeff ]
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Date or a hookup?
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It can't be both?
[ david frowns a little, thinking. ]
I'm a shit cook, I'd take you out for dinner. So if we were at my place...
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No board games to play, then.
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No board games, no
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Then I'll bring you a couple.
[He'd been lonely, sure, but David's loneliness feels - worse.]
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I promise not to spill beer on them.
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Pretty sure I already have.
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That's fine, they're yours.
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[He ducks his head, hiding his own smile at the laughter.]
You're gonna be shocked when I actually show up at your place, huh.
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[ though the idea of jeff carting over some boardgames from canada just to play with him is almost unbearable with how sweet it is. ]
[ better deflect ]
Haven't even given you my address for starters.
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Yeah? I better memorize it. Probably won't be able to take a notebook outta here.
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Suppose if you just walk into some seedy pub and say you're lookin' for David King, that'll work too.
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Can't figure out what to make of you.
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[ he exhales through his nose, looking at jeff, eyebrows raised in confusion. ]
I'm not complicated.
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He shakes it off.]
Most people aren't. Just meant- you're different than how I thought you were. And I'm kind of sorry I didn't try to get to know you sooner, I guess. I'm gonna kiss you again so I stop making shit weird.
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[ he tilts his head back out of easy kissing range. ]
How did you think I was?
[ david has a pretty decent idea, he acts the way he does most of the time for a reason after all. ]
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I dunno. Not much of a cuddler?
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[ he shrugs a shoulder. glancing away for a second as he shakes off thoughts of tristan again, less about the man himself and more what that means because yeah okay of course david was with him and yes he knows-- ]
Dunno. Maybe it's just 'cause of this place, or maybe it's 'cause sometimes you do these things with your face that are so fuckin' cute I wanna just-- grab your face and crush it.
[ is that weird? it feels weird. but he won't be held responsible for his cute aggression. ]
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The explanation makes him laugh, a surprised sound he doesn't quite mean to make.]
I'm not cute.
[If he had any real machismo himself he'd be offended; as it is, he's just baffled at a statement that feels objectively false.]
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[ he nods emphatically as he says it. ]
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Wonder if someone's got some glasses for you to borrow. Damn.
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