Justin had no idea where to put himself. Wayne wanted to show off some affection publicly while they weren't even a couple per se. Or not at all. "It's just.." Justin shifted on his seat, clearing his throat. Thinking about it, sitting in a room by the fireplace with his head on Wayne's lap seemed like the perfect end to a long day but in the end it almost seemed phony. Even in his own mind.
"It's not pretending 'not to' it's just being mates." He thought that the part 'that fucked' only applied in private. So they were pretty much just mates when they would go out.