He watches as James looks around, feeling a little self-conscious of his tiny apartment, but not enough for it to bother him. He worked hard for this place, and he worked even harder to fix it up and renovate and make it nice. It was basically an outdated storage room when he found it, but now it's his.
James seems a little uncomfortable, but Davin knows him enough to know that he wouldn't stay unless he wanted to, at least on some level. He asks if Davin wants anything and he blushes a little, biting his lip, because he'd like to press himself against James' side again. He felt warm and safe there, for some reason, but he doesn't feel like he can ask that of James. The last thing he wants to do is make him uncomfortable.
"Um, could ya hand me my cocoa? There's more on the stove if ya wanna grab yourself a mug. It's pretty damn good, if I must say myself. It always makes me feel better."
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Date: 2014-12-17 05:04 am (UTC)James seems a little uncomfortable, but Davin knows him enough to know that he wouldn't stay unless he wanted to, at least on some level. He asks if Davin wants anything and he blushes a little, biting his lip, because he'd like to press himself against James' side again. He felt warm and safe there, for some reason, but he doesn't feel like he can ask that of James. The last thing he wants to do is make him uncomfortable.
"Um, could ya hand me my cocoa? There's more on the stove if ya wanna grab yourself a mug. It's pretty damn good, if I must say myself. It always makes me feel better."