Re: quicklog: motel - adrian/ren
Adrian polished off his second glass while Ren spoke. "You had a different path," he said. "And you wanted that. So you're right. Not liking it let you stay on the path." He sucked at his lower lip a little. "I think we do that. Decide to like things, or not to like them. Because we know where we want to be."
He blinked again, thinking to himself, and then he leaned across the small gap and kissed him, almost chastely, on the mouth. His lips stayed closed, and his hands were still wrapped around the glass. He pulled back. There was color high in his cheeks, and his dark eyes were glassy and bright.