"I'll try both," he said, immediately, because he could. Steve was so happy this morning. It felt really great. It was draining out the anxiety and tension of how he woke up and replacing it with a strange sort of lightness. He felt the desire to be close to Steve, after he put the glasses down on the table, so he did that. He sidled up right next to Steve in front of the pot of oatmeal and leaned into his body, peering into the oatmeal like that was what he was looking at and aiming for.
It was an oddly subtle move for him--usually he was relentlessly straightforward. But his body did it naturally, as if he'd done it before.
"That looks bland and dense," he said, but he sounded pleased with that too.
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Date: 2019-09-13 12:02 am (UTC)It was an oddly subtle move for him--usually he was relentlessly straightforward. But his body did it naturally, as if he'd done it before.
"That looks bland and dense," he said, but he sounded pleased with that too.