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pumpkinhollow) wrote2023-11-18 09:02 pm
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...yeah. Yeah, he is, because that's the opposite happening here, sir, which is kinda how he ended up visiting his first whore during the war to begin with. Wired after a confrontation, couldn't settle with a drink, Danforth bought him a girl instead--
John makes himself look up at Erik to banish the memory. It's not a bad memory, but there's something about it...that little oasis in Hell, however good or pleasant it might be just thinking of it makes him feel so painfully alone he can't bear up under the weight of it.
So he looks at Erik. Erik's a good looking guy, and it's like the more he lets himself notice the more affected he is by the attractive men he's no longer afraid to admire.
...so yeah, he's blushing harder still, because Erik is--okay, he's hot, but just thinking of it gives him a hollow, far less painful echo of that feeling. More like the wistfulness of thinking about Hawkeye, or the immediate way his mind just slams right towards Sam and suddenly the momentary ideas he's having at Erik turn into ideas about Sam and shit he's damn close to being able to cook eggs on his fucking face...
He ducks his head, rubbing the back of his neck with one hand.]
Uh...I, uh--I-I mean, uh...
[Someone kill him, someone save him, someone please stop him from thinking about sex oh dear Lord.]
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But when the man lifts a hand to rub at the back of his neck Erik is struck very suddenly with a memory of how his human pet, Max, used to do that very same thing when nervous. It doesn't help that John vaguely resembles Max in both body type and dark features. A pang of... grief, yes, that's what he thinks it might be, hits him but she does his best to shrug it off. He's working.]
You're shy. That's all right. You can take your time and consider it. The Number to reach me is right there on that flyer. I am still working on acquiring cards.
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[Cue him turning even redder, trying to explain the definite interest, the lack of experience--and the fact that he's looking, just not for what Erik's offering.
(Even if there's an instant, a second where he thinks about it from an...educational perspective? Oh God...)
He laughs nervously and makes himself look up at Erik again, cheeks still burning.]
Maybe, uh...if I ever--if I want--
[...nope. Can't do it. He nods, and ducks his head again, smiling a little.]
I'll keep your number in the back of my head. Promise.
[Might never use it, but...it's not a total lie?...]
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[And maybe less likely to want his first to be a whore. But, then again... there might still be some opportunity here.]
If you would like me to give you some education on the subject, I'm willing to do so for half my usual fee. So, do keep my number Mr...?
[He doesn't believe he's caught a name yet.]