The three of us are the only things we're serious about. Grantaire isn't sure he's ever been described so aptly, and he leans to kiss Edgar, happy and relieved and understood.
Even sober, and older, and with that a little less aggressive and loud than when he arrived here, he doesn't need drink to bolster him into joking, singing, wild declarations or admitting to fears with Edgar and Neil. His honest side comes out around his boyfriends.
Fiances. Isn't that a thing.
When he lifts his head back up, Neil wraps an arm around his neck and leans his head in, his laugh tremulous, and this close he can't tell if he can feel Neil's heart pounding or if it's just his own hammering against his ribs. But he understands, suddenly, that it's not just fear of promising.
"It does," he nods, and slides his hand into Neil's hair, rubbing at the back of his neck. "Nothing changes, day to day, but it feels very big, for me."
"Hey," he says softly, trying to read Neil's mind, and he tips his head up to kiss him, a question or an answer. Right now all he wants, more than anything, is the two of them close to him. "It's all right, if this is -- a lot."
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Date: 2019-01-17 08:04 am (UTC)Even sober, and older, and with that a little less aggressive and loud than when he arrived here, he doesn't need drink to bolster him into joking, singing, wild declarations or admitting to fears with Edgar and Neil. His honest side comes out around his boyfriends.
Fiances. Isn't that a thing.
When he lifts his head back up, Neil wraps an arm around his neck and leans his head in, his laugh tremulous, and this close he can't tell if he can feel Neil's heart pounding or if it's just his own hammering against his ribs. But he understands, suddenly, that it's not just fear of promising.
"It does," he nods, and slides his hand into Neil's hair, rubbing at the back of his neck. "Nothing changes, day to day, but it feels very big, for me."
"Hey," he says softly, trying to read Neil's mind, and he tips his head up to kiss him, a question or an answer. Right now all he wants, more than anything, is the two of them close to him. "It's all right, if this is -- a lot."