Sitting on the steps, tugging at the sleeves of his shirt, Jason waits.
He'd made the reservations a week ago, at a very nice restaurant in Paris. Third floor private balcony, overlooking the Seine with a great view of the Eiffel Tower.
Yeah, stupid and sappy and romantic. Hopefully Gabe wouldn't think he was stupid for it.
He fiddles with the pinpoint, watching down the hall for his husband.
He'd made the reservations a week ago, at a very nice restaurant in Paris. Third floor private balcony, overlooking the Seine with a great view of the Eiffel Tower.
Yeah, stupid and sappy and romantic. Hopefully Gabe wouldn't think he was stupid for it.
He fiddles with the pinpoint, watching down the hall for his husband.
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