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[devoutish]

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1108 Sweet Cream Street

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[bywolves]

[ Look, it's nice when he gets affection okay!! ]

Yeah. [ He knows. ] I don't know what else there is to talk about. It just... happens.

[devoutish]

Would you like me to come with you someday?

[bywolves]

[ He swallows a bit hard, closing his eyes. ]

Someday. [ And then he looks over at Alfie. ] It isn't that I don't trust you. [ It's that it's embarrassing. ]

[devoutish]

No, I know you do. If you're given the option, you wouldn't show that sort of thing to anybody.

[bywolves]

[ Alfie knows him so well. Royce is grateful. ]

You saw it the first time. I think that was too much already.

[devoutish]

I didn't make me see you any differently, you know.

[bywolves]

[ He wants to turn off the sharing because of the doubt that creeps up his spine, but that'd be just as, if not more, suspicious. ]

Mm. Yeah.

[devoutish]

Yeah.

[Yeah for sure, Royce. He'll share some unabashed love and admiration to prove it.]

[bywolves]

[ Oh no, that's really nice. Royce soaks it in, quiet. ]

It made me think differently of myself. [ He admits, finally. ]

[devoutish]

I know it did. I wish there was something I could do for it, mate.

[bywolves]

I think just... time.

It might never go away completely.

[devoutish]

Don't count on that. You've got a long life to live.

[bywolves]

[ A long life he's still not entirely sure he's prepared to live. At least he won't have to do it alone. ]

Yeah. I do.

[devoutish]

Mm. Yeah.

[He gives Royce's shirt a light tug.]

Have you got an extra one of these?

[bywolves]

Maybe. Why?

[devoutish]

It looks better than what I've got, that's all.

[bywolves]

[ Royce snorts. ]

You were just making fun of it. [ Sort of. Not really. ] Yes, I've got another. Might not fit you.

[devoutish]

Yeah. It'd be too tight. Ah, well.

[His undershirt's fine.]

Will you come to the library with me? I've got something in mind.

[bywolves]

[ Curiously, Royce glances at him. ]

... Sure. Right now?

[devoutish]

This evening. I'd like to find a comedy film, get drunk, and laugh ourselves silly.

[bywolves]

[ Aw, Alfie. Royce shifts, taking his hand again and holding it tightly. ]

I like that idea. Yeah. We can do that.

[devoutish]

[Just gonna kiss those knuckles again, because it got a cute reaction the first time.]

Do you have a good film in mind?

[Alfie... really doesn't; he hasn't watched any comedies here.]

[bywolves]

[ He gets that same little pulse of happy - it's involuntary, like a thrill. ]

I don't. I don't usually pick new films to watch. There is a comedy section, though.

[devoutish]

We'll find something.

[And he's grinning now, wide and unabashed, mostly because of those pulses Royce is sending his way.]

[bywolves]

What? Why are you smiling like that? [ Royce huffs at him, knowing entirely why. ]