But oh god that tone of voice is doing things to him. Help. At least all the romantic intentions are out in the open now, so he doesn't have to keep playing FLIRTING OR NOT FLIRTING? ]
Not a day over 41! But maybe you've just got really good genes.
[ SOUNDING A LITTLE DREAMY THERE, JEFF. He's probably on his bed, too, lounging, like it's 1989 and this is a flirty phonecall on the family line.
He lets out a somewhat chagrined laugh. ]
I've thought the same thing about you. [ He mulls over it for a moment. ] People tend to expect... Well. I don't know what they expect. Let's just say I'm not good at getting things past the three-date milestone.
I do! I'm a fan of the grey. And the age-appropriateness.
[ Honestly, though, at their age, and with the shit that's already come up, ghosts spilling dirty secrets and everything... They're well past the point of worrying about being too open about their respective issues. Playing coy is a young man's game! ]
What, they were hoping you'd be Christian Grey? [ A beat. ] I didn't read those books, by the way! But, ah. My coworkers. A lot of them...
[ DEVOURED THE BOOKS AND TOLD HIM ALL ABOUT IT. It's not his thing, but hey, if they liked it, he's happy for them. ]
It's not because of what happened twenty years ago.
C'mon, Cam. 'We should try something new together once a week.' [ REMEMBER THAT CONVERSATION? REMEMBER JEFF SUGGESTING THAT? ] Curse my subtle nature.
Something like that. People assume I mix business with pleasure. They expect the man they saw in the field or board room to be the man in the bedroom. Or the idea of that man.
I hate those books on principle.
[A wince, because he does remember now.]
I don't know if you're subtle or I'm clueless. I thought you were being nice.
For what it's worth, I appreciated it. Your reaching out to me.
Well. I'm not interested in Christian Grey. I always preferred Gomez and Morticia, anyway. I mean, if we're talking kinky romance goals! [ HE KIDS, HE KIDS-- he's not kidding that much. They're just-- SIIIIGH-- so supportive of each other, and they communicate so well...
Jeff wants that. He wants a Morticia.
(Is it weird that that's the only fictional couple he can look at as #goals? Why is it so hard to think of any other couple that loves each other that openly and unabashedly?) ]
I'm not nice enough to spend that much time with someone I'm not into. [ He says it fondly, amused. Then, with a laugh, he adds: ] You know I agonized over what to wear when Athena and I made dinner for you? And what to cook! And if it was even a date or not!
[ Cough. ]
I've really liked spending time with you. I didn't want a bunch of fucking ghosts to ruin it.
[Cam likes the sound of Jeff's voice. He doesn't find it to sleep here, but talking like this, warm and comfortable in his bed he can feel himself drifting. How much more comfortable would it be if Jeff were in it?
He'll be taking that thought to bed with him tonight.]
Mm. You might be that nice.
[More laughter, soft and low. What is he supposed to do with this man?]
That's adorable. I had a very good time, and you looked very handsome. Dinner was delicious.
I like spending time with you too. I'm sorry I can be so... Me. I know it's no excuse, but I've been a little understatement of the century stressed. It isn't because I don't like you.
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But oh god that tone of voice is doing things to him. Help. At least all the romantic intentions are out in the open now, so he doesn't have to keep playing FLIRTING OR NOT FLIRTING? ]
Not a day over 41! But maybe you've just got really good genes.
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[A creak of the mattress as he lays back and sets the device beside himself.]
I'm surprised you're still single.
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[ SOUNDING A LITTLE DREAMY THERE, JEFF. He's probably on his bed, too, lounging, like it's 1989 and this is a flirty phonecall on the family line.
He lets out a somewhat chagrined laugh. ]
I've thought the same thing about you. [ He mulls over it for a moment. ] People tend to expect... Well. I don't know what they expect. Let's just say I'm not good at getting things past the three-date milestone.
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[A little laugh. He's loving that response. If Cam's device had a cord he would be twirling it around his finger.]
Me either. The first date is usually good, because I'm still mysterious, but once they've gotten to know me--
[Maybe he shouldn't talk about how most of his dates are disappointed in the eventual reveal of the man who is Cameron Waltz.]
I was even more surprised, after the way we met and what we've been through, that you would ask me out.
This isn't because of what happened twenty years ago, is it?
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[ Honestly, though, at their age, and with the shit that's already come up, ghosts spilling dirty secrets and everything... They're well past the point of worrying about being too open about their respective issues. Playing coy is a young man's game! ]
What, they were hoping you'd be Christian Grey? [ A beat. ] I didn't read those books, by the way! But, ah. My coworkers. A lot of them...
[ DEVOURED THE BOOKS AND TOLD HIM ALL ABOUT IT. It's not his thing, but hey, if they liked it, he's happy for them. ]
It's not because of what happened twenty years ago.
C'mon, Cam. 'We should try something new together once a week.' [ REMEMBER THAT CONVERSATION? REMEMBER JEFF SUGGESTING THAT? ] Curse my subtle nature.
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I hate those books on principle.
[A wince, because he does remember now.]
I don't know if you're subtle or I'm clueless. I thought you were being nice.
For what it's worth, I appreciated it. Your reaching out to me.
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Jeff wants that. He wants a Morticia.
(Is it weird that that's the only fictional couple he can look at as #goals? Why is it so hard to think of any other couple that loves each other that openly and unabashedly?) ]
I'm not nice enough to spend that much time with someone I'm not into. [ He says it fondly, amused. Then, with a laugh, he adds: ] You know I agonized over what to wear when Athena and I made dinner for you? And what to cook! And if it was even a date or not!
[ Cough. ]
I've really liked spending time with you. I didn't want a bunch of fucking ghosts to ruin it.
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[Cam likes the sound of Jeff's voice. He doesn't find it to sleep here, but talking like this, warm and comfortable in his bed he can feel himself drifting. How much more comfortable would it be if Jeff were in it?
He'll be taking that thought to bed with him tonight.]
Mm. You might be that nice.
[More laughter, soft and low. What is he supposed to do with this man?]
That's adorable. I had a very good time, and you looked very handsome. Dinner was delicious.
I like spending time with you too. I'm sorry I can be so... Me. I know it's no excuse, but I've been a little
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[ They can joke about that now, right?? ]
Thanks. Well, I had to try to match you in the handsome department... You set a high bar! I can't even slack and let myself go around you!
[ RIGHT, MR. ZERO BODY FAT IS JUST DYING TO LET HIMSELF GO. ]
I like that you can be you around me. I mean, I don't like it when it's... like earlier, but. Don't apologize for the stuff that makes you you.
Besides, I wasn't at my best, either. I'll try to handle it better next time.