[ would he rather dance? despite having already had at least one drink, the thought of actually turning him down isn't encumbered in any way; the more he thinks about it, the more he kind of wants to take him up on it because he needs something to ground him to the moment. to the fact he's here and not with all the other people he's known for months, for almost a year. ]
Nah, we can go somewhere. [ it's rather decisive given how unsure he is about things sometimes, sweeping the edge of his thumb along the hem of peter's shirt before giving it a soft tug and letting go. ] Bet we could find a place over that way.
[ he gestures before taking peter's hand, much like he'd done to get him onto the dance floor. now, he leads him off of it in search of a place for a bit more privacy. at least somewhere where they wouldn't have a bunch of eyes on them. ]
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Nah, we can go somewhere. [ it's rather decisive given how unsure he is about things sometimes, sweeping the edge of his thumb along the hem of peter's shirt before giving it a soft tug and letting go. ] Bet we could find a place over that way.
[ he gestures before taking peter's hand, much like he'd done to get him onto the dance floor. now, he leads him off of it in search of a place for a bit more privacy. at least somewhere where they wouldn't have a bunch of eyes on them. ]