Re: in-person: Holly NW/Noah NW
Noah laughed at the sharp nip, and that was a balm. I mean, not a balm to whatever Holly was feeling, but a balm over his worry for the other guy. If Noah could laugh? Then it was a good sign, and he'd seen Noah so low that laughing wasn't a thing that happened. So, yeah, improved. And, okay, so he felt Repose at his back. He probably needed to talk about the fact that he actually noticed the neighbors escalating, right? As his own emotions escalated, but later. Because right now? Right now he just wanted this, and it wasn't some kinda evasion. It was youth, maybe, because, seriously, he should still be freaking the fuck out, but he was able to live in this moment and just fuck the rest. This? Was everything, which maybe put a lot of weight on it, but what the fuck ever. He felt good, here, in the Jeep, with music playing and Noah behind the wheel.
He, too, was laughing by the time Noah altered the song. And, okay, okay, so the 'baby' thing? Totally the reason he'd picked the song he picked. He lifted his hand from Noah's thigh, and he tickled the guy's side briefly; he didn't want to get them killed or anything. "You pick the next one," he said, hand going back to Noah's thigh and maybe inching higher. But nothing more than that, because he really did want to show the guy off in public. He'd probably get crazy-jealous in, like, two seconds. But whatever. Impulsively, he leaned over and kissed the guy's jaw.