[Kavinsky sure as hell wasn't anyone's savior. He liked to think that he gave his boys the tools to save themselves, instead. A social safety net, a support system, a safe place. People they could lean on when they needed someone. Or just someone to get high with.
Adam didn't look like he needed a savior, maybe just a shoulder to lean on sometimes, people who understood what it was like when things were hard. Kavinsky and his boys might have been rich but money didn't eliminate all of their problems. Money didn't stop abuse or bullying or being alone.
He nodded slowly when Adam said maybe. He wasn't disappointed; he hadn't expected a yes right away. In fact, a 'maybe' was promising.]
Okay.
[That was it. He wasn't going to argue about it or push the subject. He'd presented his offer and Adam probably needed time to think about it. Alongside that, Kavinsky probably needed someplace quiet to make his head stop aching. The living room in the middle of a party wasn't really the right place for it.]
I should probably lie down. You gonna keep me company?
[He was absolutely asking Adam to climb into bed with him in his room, but he wasn't asking for sex. It wasn't like he could drive Adam home right now, anyway, so what would it hurt if he stayed the night in Kavinsky's room? As far as the party went- he'd just have to find Proko and tell him to make sure everyone was kicked out after a certain time. And that they didn't trash the house too much.]
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Adam didn't look like he needed a savior, maybe just a shoulder to lean on sometimes, people who understood what it was like when things were hard. Kavinsky and his boys might have been rich but money didn't eliminate all of their problems. Money didn't stop abuse or bullying or being alone.
He nodded slowly when Adam said maybe. He wasn't disappointed; he hadn't expected a yes right away. In fact, a 'maybe' was promising.]
Okay.
[That was it. He wasn't going to argue about it or push the subject. He'd presented his offer and Adam probably needed time to think about it. Alongside that, Kavinsky probably needed someplace quiet to make his head stop aching. The living room in the middle of a party wasn't really the right place for it.]
I should probably lie down. You gonna keep me company?
[He was absolutely asking Adam to climb into bed with him in his room, but he wasn't asking for sex. It wasn't like he could drive Adam home right now, anyway, so what would it hurt if he stayed the night in Kavinsky's room? As far as the party went- he'd just have to find Proko and tell him to make sure everyone was kicked out after a certain time. And that they didn't trash the house too much.]