jleng: (consideration)
Jean Louis Girard ([personal profile] jleng) wrote 2018-07-11 09:48 am (UTC)

[ With Claude more or less dropping his shirt upon stepping inside his apartment, the evening so far has been going exactly as he'd envisioned after their short text exchange: the other man, half-naked on his couch, getting his back thoroughly worked through from neck to waist. Judging from his relaxed appearance and posture, it's been a success, luckily enough. Jean Louis' not exactly used to handing out backrubs - quite frankly, he doesn't know anyone he'd want to touch for that long. Anyone but Claude, it seems.

As the months have gone by, he's ceased questioning it; Claude's special, he's someone he'd want to spend time with even if means canceling other plans or missing out on job opportunities (which really says something, considering how few he gets). He just... prefers his company over more or less everything else. Simple. He frowns, leaning back in the couch and glancing over at Claude when he feels his eyes on him. It's not simple in the least, this thing. It's ridiculously dangerous. After all, Claude's young, he's attractive and he's kind - he can't rightly expect to hold onto him forever.

You win some, you loose some, isn't that just how life goes? He pushes the thought firmly in the background of his mind, as far away as possible and gives Claude half a smile. ]


Certainly.

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