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NAME: Charlie Maxwell
BIRTHDAY: June 21st FAV CAKE FLAVOR: Strawberry WHAT THEY WANT MOST FOR THEIR BIRTHDAY: To go dancing! Someone sweep me off my feet already! |
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Finally, he seems to decide that if they’re both really on the same page here, both of them falling hard, and so, so fast, then there’s no harm in venturing— ]
My place?
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Sounds perfect.
[ He'll just make it very clear, either when they get there or... the next morning, that he's interested in Charlie for more than just his body. He wants to date. He wants to be official. He wants all of Charlie. ]
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Great.
[ Charlie beams, slipping out of Nanami’s arms to catch him by the hand and start heading for the elevator.
And once they’re there, and the doors are sliding shut behind them, and they are well and truly alone, Charlie surges up for another kiss, a little more insistent. A little more heated. Like he can’t leave this man alone for a second. ]
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Instead, he squeezes their entwined hands together and uses his other to curl against Charlie's cheek as he kisses him back, equally insistent as Charlie is. He breathes out against him and gives a soft, pleased noise as he opens his mouth to let Charlie in and deepens the kiss even more. Tongues sliding against each other, hot breath exchanged, they're very lucky that no one interrupts them in the elevator right now because they are definitely making out. And Nanami has no issues whatsoever with this.
He's going to kiss him for as long as it takes to get to Charlie's floor, not breaking for even a moment and instead indulging as much as he wanted to earlier, finally. ]
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The wizard pulls away with no small amount of reluctance, but it does help to know that more is yet to come, and it’s sure to be good. ]
It’s not far.
[ Thankfully, though he’d be happy to just let this man shove him against a tree or a lamppost and do what he wanted. (Maybe some other time.) ]
Room four.
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... Which is admittedly, not the floor he expected. He looks a little surprised by it, not enough to distract him from walking but he's definitely taking a look around. ]
This is the floor you live on?
[ A pause and then, quietly — ]
... It's one of my favorite floors in the entire hotel.
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Not what he expected. That tugs a laugh out of him, bright and genuine in its surprise. ]
Guess it was meant to be, huh?