Post by LEO KELLY on Sept 20, 2011 17:15:54 GMT
Leo watched Dorian's reactions tamely, tilting his head marginally to the side when the brief look of surprise crossed the boy's face at mention of Marcus. Of course, from his perspective, there never had been a bigger douchebag, but if anyone could understand Dorian's feelings, it was Leo. No one chose who they fell in love with. You suffer and endure and carry on, and hope that in the end things will somehow work out. This was what love was.
He raised an eyebrow at the suggestion, unable to withhold a small, amused smile. Dorian was an easy boy to read.
"If ya' like," he said simply, lacing their fingers together firmly, because why not? Unless Dorian pulled away there couldn't be any harm done. "But ya' know I'd always be willin' ta buy ya a drink, I don't mind payin'." But he gave a little nod anyway and began leading Dorian off the dance floor and across the club, his pace languid and easy so that the boy in heels wouldn't have to trip over himself to keep up.
"Do ya' wanna' flag down a taxi?" he asked as he held the door open for Dorian, glancing up and down the street for a cab.
He raised an eyebrow at the suggestion, unable to withhold a small, amused smile. Dorian was an easy boy to read.
"If ya' like," he said simply, lacing their fingers together firmly, because why not? Unless Dorian pulled away there couldn't be any harm done. "But ya' know I'd always be willin' ta buy ya a drink, I don't mind payin'." But he gave a little nod anyway and began leading Dorian off the dance floor and across the club, his pace languid and easy so that the boy in heels wouldn't have to trip over himself to keep up.
"Do ya' wanna' flag down a taxi?" he asked as he held the door open for Dorian, glancing up and down the street for a cab.
