[Gansey smiled, couldn't help feeling a little bit helpless at the way that Kavinsky didn't look away from him. So he just- he reached out, catching the other boy's hand with his own, a slight tug as he started to lead him away from his boys and towards where he had parked the Camaro.
And then there was that question, and he laughs a little bit wryly, a slight tilt of his head as he looked at him. His heart doing something strange and unexpected. There were a half dozen reasons, but he was sure that they both knew what they were. So instead he focuses on the other parts of it. Lets himself- maybe both of them- pretend that they could. Traitorous and daring.]
Would you want to come? You'd have to drive up- Helen's picking me up in the helicopter, and I don't think there'd be room. And you'd have to let me see what you look like in a suit.
[He grins at that last part, shooting Kavinsky an almost filthy sort of look- the sort of thing that was just for him, that no one else had ever pulled out of him.]
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And then there was that question, and he laughs a little bit wryly, a slight tilt of his head as he looked at him. His heart doing something strange and unexpected. There were a half dozen reasons, but he was sure that they both knew what they were. So instead he focuses on the other parts of it. Lets himself- maybe both of them- pretend that they could. Traitorous and daring.]
Would you want to come? You'd have to drive up- Helen's picking me up in the helicopter, and I don't think there'd be room. And you'd have to let me see what you look like in a suit.
[He grins at that last part, shooting Kavinsky an almost filthy sort of look- the sort of thing that was just for him, that no one else had ever pulled out of him.]