Fabian practically swooned when Rabastan asked about gay bars and blushed like that. Fay knew that meant Rab was thinking about their New Year's Even, in the moments when everything had been perfect before the attack. Fay's expression turned a little mischievous as he bit his lip and tilted his head.
"I hope so. I had fun with you at the last one. I'd like to do that again," Fay said, his voice both soft and suggestive. He liked when Rab blushed. He liked being the one to make Rab blush.
What Rab had said before, about feeling happier than he knew he could be, was so true. Fay had never really known it could be like this. Even just looking at Rab, even when they weren't kissing or touching at all, made Fay's stomach flutter. Of course, kissing him was Fay's favourite thing to do, pretty much, and now that he was thinking about the naughty fun they'd had being out together, like actually out too, on New Year's Eve, Fay couldn't help but remember how Rab had looked when Fay had dropped to his knees in front of him in the bathroom at the club.
"I mean, not that we have to be at a club to have that sort of fun..."