[ He knows that shift--he shouldn't have pried, he was foolish, but he's also never shied away from asking questions or being curious. He's always been quiet, and he's always been awkward, but he loves people despite what most people thinks. He likes learning.
Mostly he doesn't like to be alone anymore, and he thinks that has nothing to do with asking about Eliot. He's seen the memories, but he hasn't felt them. ]
I didn't mean to pry. [ He's sincere as he returns his attention to the television. There's a particularly large queen on the screen, and Charlton tap sat Eliot's knee to get his attention. ]
[ You weren't prying, Eliot wants to say. But Charlton's moving on from the conversation and maybe it's for the best, so Eliot looks at the screen. He laughs a little, but, just so Charlton knows that Eliot isn't going to mentally distance himself, Eliot uses the arm around Charlton to give him a light squeeze.
Then, when the episode ends and they're in the moment before the next begins, Eliot glances over at Charlton and nosing at his ear. ]
So - On Earth, we have a couple Netflix based practices.
Oh-- [ That makes so much sense. It's something Charlton absolutely gets and is not opposed to. The 'oh' might be soft realization but Charlton himself is already leaning forward, finding Eliot's lips with his own, and it's only after they start to kiss that he brings a hand up to rest on Eliot's shoulder. ]
[ Eliot just hums against Charlton's lips, bringing his hand up to cup Charlton's jaw while they kiss. He's still pleasantly surprised by how nice it is to kiss Charlton, even if they've done this more than a few times by now, and Eliot settles back against his corner of couch so Charlton can lean into him more. ]
[ It feels perfect, really, and Charlton visibly relaxes into the kiss--he's working on it, how his body tenses out of the strangeness of being touched, even if he does it first. Eliot leans back and the blonde moves forward, enough to be nearly on top of him, eager and pleased to do everything and nothing at once. ]
[ Eliot maneuvers his legs a little so he can stretch out better. He's more than content to just get comfortable and kiss and cuddle, and true to his word, he untucks a little bit of Charlton's shirt so he can slide his hand up the back of it. ]
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He shifts a little, pressing his lips together. ]
I don't know. I think if I made money off it, he'd hate me even more. I stopped trying to figure it out a long time ago.
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Mostly he doesn't like to be alone anymore, and he thinks that has nothing to do with asking about Eliot. He's seen the memories, but he hasn't felt them. ]
I didn't mean to pry. [ He's sincere as he returns his attention to the television. There's a particularly large queen on the screen, and Charlton tap sat Eliot's knee to get his attention. ]
He looks like Ember.
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Then, when the episode ends and they're in the moment before the next begins, Eliot glances over at Charlton and nosing at his ear. ]
So - On Earth, we have a couple Netflix based practices.
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[ He's firm, positive that this is what it's leading to. His heart is in the right place. ]
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Not quite what I was talking about, babe.
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[ Eventually they'll get there. For now, it's sort of endearing to Eliot. ]
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