What, so we just make sushi our thing when we leave?
[ Provided they leave together. Provided Teddie's rehab isn't a lot speedier than whatever tangled mess Dom keeps getting himself into, and then he'll be the newest-old mistake Mr. Weston-Price talks about in the story of his life to the next romance he meets out there.
[New Jersey felt right for a second, but then Teddie's brain sort of fogged up; he was last in New York, wasn't he? No, he was somewhere else... is he just losing his marbles now, on account of the binging? He looks vacant behind the eyes for a second, like he's struggling to put together puzzle pieces that don't fit.]
Manhattan, yeah. [ Pause. Frown. He's getting that sense of deja vu that ... isn't. (Dreaming of a place that he forgot already exists, only in reverse.) ] What did I say?
[ And then he just shakes his head. Never mind. ]
We might as well go big, if we're traveling for sushi. Straight to the source.
Oh, I like the way you're thinking. We need to backpack around...
[Yeah, okay, Teddie's not a backpacker so much as he is a 3 suitcase minimum guy but when you both have access to private jets and holiday homes... close enough. He grins, though, at the idea of traveling alongside Dom. Again his elbow bumps him, and Teddie's lit up.]
If we don't dip before July, let's get out of here then while the weather's warm and we've had at least four weeks to pretend we're totally refined young gentlemen.
[ Dom's skeptical smile says just that — he doesn't see Teddie settling for a backpack. Or wearing one at all, school or no school. Dom runs his hand through short hair, dark at the roots. ]
Maybe you can do that. I went and dyed my hair pink. I bet there's people who think I'm a punk or something.
... You think we can take our sushi to go? I like just... us talking. Whenever we get together it feels... like there's something good about to happen. Am I weird for that? Or just horny?
[ Dom wants to agree so, so much. He doesn't see any darkness ahead, doesn't feel the buzz of anger at something Teddie may or may not have done, so ... yeah, it's easier to believe him. A lot of good things have happened to them. He can make himself the promise he failed to send earlier: I won't mess it up this time. ]
Yeah, no. I feel the same way. [ A beat, ] Maybe just a drink before we get the food, or — I dunno. I kinda wanna show you off a bit.
[ Just look at how Teddie's dressed. And never mind the fact that they're supposed to be sneaking around, kind of. ]
[Hello to just the right thing to say - Teddie lights up again, eyes animated and his smile a dazzling sight almost ear to ear. Yes it's because he said show off, but more so that Dom said he wanted to show him off. It means he values Teddie and that makes Teddie pleased as punch.]
Okay, a drink or three - you still remember what I like?
[ Smiling more confidently, forgetting for a minute that there are all these other factors to worry about. What are the chances they'll run into Ren, really? It's not like she's warned the whole staff that Dom isn't supposed to interact with Theodore Weston-Price.
And hey, he might as well reach for Teddie's hand, intertwine their fingers, keeping his other hand in his pocket. He doesn't look at him while he does it. ]
I know we didn't end things on good terms by any means but... I don't like the thought of trying to erase that, even so. There were good memories there too.
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[ Provided they leave together. Provided Teddie's rehab isn't a lot speedier than whatever tangled mess Dom keeps getting himself into, and then he'll be the newest-old mistake Mr. Weston-Price talks about in the story of his life to the next romance he meets out there.
Stop it, Dom. ]
Are you going back to New Jersey?
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[New Jersey felt right for a second, but then Teddie's brain sort of fogged up; he was last in New York, wasn't he? No, he was somewhere else... is he just losing his marbles now, on account of the binging? He looks vacant behind the eyes for a second, like he's struggling to put together puzzle pieces that don't fit.]
... But sushi's worth traveling for. Right?
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[ And then he just shakes his head. Never mind. ]
We might as well go big, if we're traveling for sushi. Straight to the source.
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[Yeah, okay, Teddie's not a backpacker so much as he is a 3 suitcase minimum guy but when you both have access to private jets and holiday homes... close enough. He grins, though, at the idea of traveling alongside Dom. Again his elbow bumps him, and Teddie's lit up.]
If we don't dip before July, let's get out of here then while the weather's warm and we've had at least four weeks to pretend we're totally refined young gentlemen.
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Maybe you can do that. I went and dyed my hair pink. I bet there's people who think I'm a punk or something.
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[He says with a smile, before reaching out to touch that hair. The roots feel unnatural.]
I don't think I pull off anything but brunet.
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You never know unless you try, right?
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[Imagine if 2007 had hair filters.]
... You think we can take our sushi to go? I like just... us talking. Whenever we get together it feels... like there's something good about to happen. Am I weird for that? Or just horny?
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Yeah, no. I feel the same way. [ A beat, ] Maybe just a drink before we get the food, or — I dunno. I kinda wanna show you off a bit.
[ Just look at how Teddie's dressed. And never mind the fact that they're supposed to be sneaking around, kind of. ]
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Okay, a drink or three - you still remember what I like?
did i look at theo's app for this tag, maybe
[ Teasing, bumping his shoulder against Teddie's to show as much. They'll both drink just about anything, which is the problem. ]
Tequila, right? Or are you still in a 'spicy margarita phase'.
and you let that html of mine slide hmmm
[Teddie will end up drinking both, let's be honest.]
Let's have margs.
pls forgive
[ Smiling more confidently, forgetting for a minute that there are all these other factors to worry about. What are the chances they'll run into Ren, really? It's not like she's warned the whole staff that Dom isn't supposed to interact with Theodore Weston-Price.
And hey, he might as well reach for Teddie's hand, intertwine their fingers, keeping his other hand in his pocket. He doesn't look at him while he does it. ]
... You kept the tattoo.
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You did too.
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Why?
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[The first, honest answer.]
I know we didn't end things on good terms by any means but... I don't like the thought of trying to erase that, even so. There were good memories there too.
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[ The bad ones are louder any time he's away from Teddie. Seeing him now, though - all he wants is to think of the good. ]
Sorry I said that shit to you the other day.
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[Asked with a soft smile, and a raise of his brows.]
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I forgive you.
I'm not used to saying that.
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[Playful, he smiles juuust a little knowingly.]