[Palamedes tuts, shaking his head. He deserves that ammunition, he thinks, especially if Viktor is going to call him a pushover like that. Can a man not do anything another man asks him to do in peace? Viktor isn't wrong, so— well!]
You've figured me out; I can't help myself when it's you.
[He'd wink, in the spirit of it, but he's so buoyed by fondness and affection right now that it wouldn't carry the same traditional sass, so he only grins. As long as Viktor is standing right there looking at him, he finds himself completely unwilling to move; just standing there thinking about kissing him again and only freed when Viktor goes to dump the beer into the sink.
Ah, yes - he picks up the other cup and sets it by the sink as he passes on his way to the notes, which, oho, let him get his eyeballs on these-
Hmm. Indeed, he knows nothing about lasers, but it looks very cool and technical. He flips a page, more or less just admiring Viktor's drawings and pretending he can make sense of any of the terms. He knows what a laser is, that's a start.]
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You've figured me out; I can't help myself when it's you.
[He'd wink, in the spirit of it, but he's so buoyed by fondness and affection right now that it wouldn't carry the same traditional sass, so he only grins. As long as Viktor is standing right there looking at him, he finds himself completely unwilling to move; just standing there thinking about kissing him again and only freed when Viktor goes to dump the beer into the sink.
Ah, yes - he picks up the other cup and sets it by the sink as he passes on his way to the notes, which, oho, let him get his eyeballs on these-
Hmm. Indeed, he knows nothing about lasers, but it looks very cool and technical. He flips a page, more or less just admiring Viktor's drawings and pretending he can make sense of any of the terms. He knows what a laser is, that's a start.]
How is this going?