( Quiet laughter follows Gaon's hasty retreat, but Yohan joins the forming queue at the cashier and lets him go, sneaking a glance or two at his retreating back. It doesn't take long, he comes outside within a few minutes, swinging the plastic bag in his loose grip, the rain a refreshing burst as he steps out. )
All right, we should go before Elijah gets irritated with us and starts boobytrapping the house, mm? ( Setting off back the way they came, all the way to the car. He tips his face a little as they walk, into the downpour, handing Gaon the bag as they reach the vehicle, fishing his keys free. ) Don't drink my banana milk.
( they'll be damp for the ride home. it's fine, gaon is in the right mood for the rain and there's something......... romantic doesn't feel like the right word, but there's something in the air that feels warm, especially when he glances across at yohan who isn't trying to duck away from the rain. it feels easy. right. he likes whatever this all is, quiet and unassuming, the way he likes them all around the dinner table eating.
more of this in his life and he'd be content, actually.
he takes the bag without complaint and lets himself into the passenger seat once the door is unlocked. he busies himself with rearranging the hot things away from the cold inside the bag, and then leans across the center console as yohan starts the vehicle, his eyes bright under the fall of his fringe. )
( It feels frivolous. It feels life-altering. Yohan holds Gaon's gaze for a moment, the rain pelting off the car, and does not resist the urge to smile at him. )
All right. ( Quiet, easy. ) But take me with you next time.
( To begin with. Out to the bar. Waste less time where Yohan has to track him down. That's all he says on the matter though, starting the engine, ready to peel them out of the street on their way to collect what they need before they go home. )
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All right, we should go before Elijah gets irritated with us and starts boobytrapping the house, mm? ( Setting off back the way they came, all the way to the car. He tips his face a little as they walk, into the downpour, handing Gaon the bag as they reach the vehicle, fishing his keys free. ) Don't drink my banana milk.
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more of this in his life and he'd be content, actually.
he takes the bag without complaint and lets himself into the passenger seat once the door is unlocked. he busies himself with rearranging the hot things away from the cold inside the bag, and then leans across the center console as yohan starts the vehicle, his eyes bright under the fall of his fringe. )
Do this again with me.
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All right. ( Quiet, easy. ) But take me with you next time.
( To begin with. Out to the bar. Waste less time where Yohan has to track him down. That's all he says on the matter though, starting the engine, ready to peel them out of the street on their way to collect what they need before they go home. )