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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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Date: 26 Nov 2005 04:42 (UTC)"How do I look?"
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Date: 26 Nov 2005 04:56 (UTC)He finally nods, licking his lips before speaking. "G-good. Gods, you look good." He slowly stands, walking towards Gabe. He reaches out to touch him but stops and shakes his head.
"I touch you and we won't leave the house."
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Date: 26 Nov 2005 04:59 (UTC)"We can't have that. I didn't both dress up and do without to not go on this date." Grin broadening, eyes twinkling. "Shall we?"
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Date: 26 Nov 2005 05:04 (UTC)Moment later, they appear in an alley near the restaurant. He nods toward the entrance and starts walking. "It's about half a block away. Only a short walk."
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Date: 26 Nov 2005 05:06 (UTC)Pausing, his eyes closed a minute. When they opened, they shined.
"Never came here with her. She hated it. Thank you." Turning, he lightly kissed Jason's cheek, purring under his breath.
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Date: 26 Nov 2005 05:22 (UTC)He turns them towards a hidden doorway of a very narrow establishment. Most wouldn't notice the tiny gold script written on the opaque glass door, even those who had the address tended to miss it.
Inside he gives their names to the maitre'd, not letting go of Gabe's arm as they're led up the stairs to their table.
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Date: 26 Nov 2005 05:28 (UTC)"Everyone' staring. Thinking how lucky I am to be here with the handsomest man on the continent.' Said softly, teasing and yet his possessive hold belying how true the words were to him.
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Date: 26 Nov 2005 05:36 (UTC)Ducking his head, he picks up the menu and looks over the choices. "Do you know french?"
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Date: 26 Nov 2005 05:39 (UTC)Taking his seat, eyes on Jason as he reached for his hand. "Yes, you. Handsome. Sexy. Ass you could bounce quarters off of you.' Okay, so maybe that lost points in the romance department.
"I know enough to say... I don't know how to speak this frenchie shit. Not going to cut it, is it?"
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Date: 26 Nov 2005 05:53 (UTC)He looks helplessly at the waiter, trying not to laugh. "I don't suppose you have menus in English." He chuckles as the man grins and disappears. "I knew I should have taken something other than chem classes."
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Date: 26 Nov 2005 06:03 (UTC)Grinning at that, tugging Jason's hand closer and kissing each knuckle.
"Tell me, might I be getting a goodnight kiss?"
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Date: 26 Nov 2005 06:18 (UTC)Watches Gabe, his eyes soft, not looking away when the menus are brought. "Ask me after our walk, okay?"
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Date: 26 Nov 2005 06:32 (UTC)"I will certainly do that, Mister Schuyler."
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Date: 26 Nov 2005 06:42 (UTC)Looking out the windows, he watches the lights start to come on around the city, the sky quickly growing dark.
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Date: 26 Nov 2005 07:11 (UTC)"YOu ever think about us as little old men, still in love and doing the shit we do now? NOT the sex! Like the tanks and the cars and all of that."
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Date: 26 Nov 2005 07:18 (UTC)Grinning, he leans over the table and kisses Gabe. "Including the sex."
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Date: 26 Nov 2005 07:22 (UTC)"Just... don't blame me for your broken hip, alright?"
Finding himself amused by that, taking Jason's hand once more, thumb rolling over the wedding band there.
"Love you, Jason."
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Date: 26 Nov 2005 07:31 (UTC)Pulling away, he looks over the food and grins. "This better be worth what I'm paying for it."
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Date: 26 Nov 2005 07:49 (UTC)Grinning at that, pausing to sip his wine. "So what happens if you learn you don't like dating me?"
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Date: 26 Nov 2005 07:51 (UTC)Looking up, he smiles. "Considering I married you not long after the last date we had, I don't think you have anything to worry about."
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Date: 26 Nov 2005 08:30 (UTC)"Sometimes? I wish we'd been on better terms when I arrived. Could have done this instead of going straight to bed together."
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Date: 26 Nov 2005 08:39 (UTC)Snickering as he reaches for a glass, then takes a sip. Pauses, staring at Gabe. "I needed it, needed you. The only difference better terms would have made is that I wouldn't have let you leave the next morning."
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Date: 29 Nov 2005 16:43 (UTC)"I'd wanted you a while. I mean, the Schuyler back in my world. He was Jean-Claude's pomme de sang so he was off limits to me. I know a lot of it was that but, you have this vitality that shows in every world you're in. It's this energy that just attracts like a moth to a brilliant and beautiful flame."
Slowly seeming to focus, looking at Jason. "I was in lust with the ideal of you before I came to the Nexus. But in a moment I feel in lust with you. In days in love. I didn't want to leave. Didn't want to do anything but curl up, bury my face into your hair and hold you forever. Thank you for giving me that. It's the one dream I've ever had that's come true. The best one."
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Date: 29 Nov 2005 17:46 (UTC)"You're welcome. Thank you for staying, for giving me a reason to believe in love again."
Looking up at Gabe, his eyes a bit teary. "I know I didn't love her, wanted to but I didn't. I couldn't. You changed that."
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Date: 29 Nov 2005 17:50 (UTC)"I love you, Jason. You. You are my heart, pup. My very soul."
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