Davin gives him a relieved smile, but the feeling doesn't last too long.
His cheeks heat up substantially and he swallows hard. So apparently
they're not just going to forget it ever happened.
"Well, uh." He frowns when James says he isn't fun and then finishes off
the last of his whiskey. "C'mon."
He curls his fingers around James' wrist and leads him over towards the
booths lining one wall where it's a little quieter. He waits for James to
slide in and then sits across from him, frowning down at the tabletop and
trying to make himself stop blushing. "Well, um. First off, I'm not like,
pinin' for ya or anythin'. It's just - I don't know. You've been really
sweet to me."
Of course James doesn't get it, because he didn't mean to charm Davin like
he has. Because he doesn't feel the same. It's not anything Davin didn't
already know, but it still stings. He came here to get away from feeling
sad and alone, and he's just really not in the mood to be let down easy.
But James asked, so Davin will answer.
"Well, I mean, at first ya were kind of a jerk, y'know?" Davin smiles a
little and bites his lip, looking up at him. "An' then ya were still
kind of a jerk. But then ya came t'Mira's party just 'cause I asked, an'
then ya taught me t'waltz, just 'cause I asked. An' it was nice. It was
fun. Kinda like somethin' out of a movie, y'know? That shit doesn't
happen t'me."
God, he's blushing so hard. How pathetic. "An' after I was attacked, you
were so great t'me. Ya cut out of work which I know was a big deal an' ya
stayed with me an' made me feel better. It was really sweet. You've been
sweet."
He shrugs awkwardly and looks up at him, lower lip trapped between his
teeth for a moment. "An' I know ya didn't mean it like that, an' ya were
jus' bein' a good friend. But you're so gorgeous an' it was just really
hard not t'swoon a bit."
If the floor could just swallow Davin up right now, that'd be great. God,
how embarrassing. "I didn't mean for ya t'find out, an' I'm sorry if I've
made ya uncomfortable. I'll get over it."
His cheeks are still pink and he swallows hard as he looks up at James
helplessly. He knows this isn't going to happen, just like nothing can
happen with Ryder, but he still doesn't want to hear it.
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Davin gives him a relieved smile, but the feeling doesn't last too long. His cheeks heat up substantially and he swallows hard. So apparently they're not just going to forget it ever happened.
"Well, uh." He frowns when James says he isn't fun and then finishes off the last of his whiskey. "C'mon."
He curls his fingers around James' wrist and leads him over towards the booths lining one wall where it's a little quieter. He waits for James to slide in and then sits across from him, frowning down at the tabletop and trying to make himself stop blushing. "Well, um. First off, I'm not like, pinin' for ya or anythin'. It's just - I don't know. You've been really sweet to me."
Of course James doesn't get it, because he didn't mean to charm Davin like he has. Because he doesn't feel the same. It's not anything Davin didn't already know, but it still stings. He came here to get away from feeling sad and alone, and he's just really not in the mood to be let down easy. But James asked, so Davin will answer.
"Well, I mean, at first ya were kind of a jerk, y'know?" Davin smiles a little and bites his lip, looking up at him. "An' then ya were still kind of a jerk. But then ya came t'Mira's party just 'cause I asked, an' then ya taught me t'waltz, just 'cause I asked. An' it was nice. It was fun. Kinda like somethin' out of a movie, y'know? That shit doesn't happen t'me."
God, he's blushing so hard. How pathetic. "An' after I was attacked, you were so great t'me. Ya cut out of work which I know was a big deal an' ya stayed with me an' made me feel better. It was really sweet. You've been sweet."
He shrugs awkwardly and looks up at him, lower lip trapped between his teeth for a moment. "An' I know ya didn't mean it like that, an' ya were jus' bein' a good friend. But you're so gorgeous an' it was just really hard not t'swoon a bit."
If the floor could just swallow Davin up right now, that'd be great. God, how embarrassing. "I didn't mean for ya t'find out, an' I'm sorry if I've made ya uncomfortable. I'll get over it."
His cheeks are still pink and he swallows hard as he looks up at James helplessly. He knows this isn't going to happen, just like nothing can happen with Ryder, but he still doesn't want to hear it.