Re: capullo de rosa; dietre & hugh
The compliment slipped in, delivering an unanticipated flutter in his chest. It wasn’t as if it was particularly specific or something Hugh hadn’t heard before. He knew he was well-dressed; knew as well that he could be charming, but something about the way Dietre had said it... Hugh’s gaze shifted to Dietre’s face appreciating the flush of his cheeks and the shy smile. “It sounds pretty good to me,” he returned. “And I’ve heard tell there’s dancing and a private concert later?” He shrugged, a quick grin and a tilt of his head, as if to suggest that it sounded perfect. Which, it kind of did?
Hugh hadn’t known that Dietre composed himself, and considering his own stint as attempting to be a writer, even non-prolific compositions seemed impressive. “That’s really cool though? I mean that you compose things? I tried writing for a while, sometimes I still poke at it but I don’t think I’m the next Nora Ephron, you know? Coming up with your own stuff is ... more work than people appreciate I think? But it’s nice to have someone encouraging possibilities.”
Hugh reached for his now nearly empty glass of wine and considered. “I changed my name when I first moved here,” which seemed maybe like an out of the blue topic switch, and he gestured as if to say ‘there’s a point’. “Because there was so much pressure it felt like being Hugh Christian. Even online, I didn’t want the weight of what I’d carried before or that someone might recognize me. I wasn’t ready for being with people for the same reason. So I went by Jeremiah,” he made a face. Hannah has been the only person he hadn’t minded using his first name . “And I really only talked to people on the forums because it didn’t seem as... intimidating. And I met some good people that way, you even,” he offered a smile. “I don’t think it much matters how we meet people. So long as we find them.”