Roger grinned toothily at his friend, punching him in the arm playfully. “I do say! You strong, tall, and handsome types are always irresistible,” he said, fluttering his eyelashes in what he hoped was a playful manner, as opposed to a lovesick one. Luckily, Marcus wasn’t as mesmerizingly irresistible as a Veela. At least, he wasn’t supernaturally so, though in Roger’s humble opinion he was far, far more attractive than Fleur had ever been.
Seeing Marcus’ mystified expression, Roger smiled. Rogan Josh is a sort of uh, well it’s a curry. A thick spicy stew that you eat with rice,” he hedged, frowning and biting his lip. “Naan is a kind of flatbread, in this case garlic flavoured which you eat with the curry and rice. Between that and the soup we should be well and truly covered in the food department.” Marcus’ face when serious for a moment, and Roger felt a spike of lust stir in his stomach. It really wasn’t fair for anyone to be as attractive as Marcus was when he was unsure, confused, or shocked. It made Roger want to both kiss him and go down on him, which was a problem because he had a tendency to wear those expressions a lot. “I accept that challenge,” he said with a huge grin. “I’m sure Mellie would be more than willing to try and get me up to thirty stone, especially when she decided to change up her menu.”
He flashed the other man a grin. “Well I’m grateful anyway, especially since you’re not yelling at me for jumping in front of the foul like Melinda and Cho will,” he ducked his head again. “I couldn’t– the idea of you being hurt brings me pain. I can’t handle anyone I really care about getting hurt.”
The wary looks Roger gave his blender and microwave were almost enough to send him into a fit of the giggles, but he valiantly resisted, sure that it would have been a bad idea. The urge for laughter died as he saw Marcus look down at his wrists and grimace to himself almost imperceptibly. “You can lift your sleeves up, you know,” Roger said, looking directly at Marcus. “I don’t care, and you should be comfortable. I love- like you just the way you are, no matter what happened in the past.” Internally groaning, he industriously busied himself with eating a slice of mud cake.
He tilted his head as Marcus closed his eyes and took a deep steadying breath. “Ha, sorry,” he apologised blithely. Cho and Ben thought it would be great to get me a whole stack of gay, straight, and bisexual porn movies to watch uh, amuse myself with. I would show you, because some of the dialogue is actually ridiculous, and the scenarios are blatantly stupid, but I don’t know that you’d appreciate that, would you?”
He nodded easily. “He was actually, but I think you’ll like this one? The story is totally fun and stupid and the cinematography,” he stopped himself and shook his head with an amused huff. “I’m a little bit of a movie nut, so feel free to hit me if I talk too much during them yes?”