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Turn the right way down any street, glance down an unexpected alley, maybe you'll see it out of the corner of your eye. Maybe you'll catch a hint of the music drifting out of the invitingly open wooden doors. There's always something. It wants to be found, this in, this bar, this club, this pub, this restaurant. It has many
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Unless he happens to be under it. With one of his boyfriends.
But, guess they'll see how that goes.
"Hey, you," John says, sidling up behind JP and wrapping an arm around his waist. "Looking hot."
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"I always lose you two," John says. "I have no idea why that is." He looks down at his clothes. "Hey I tried. Kinda."
He's wearing a pair of black pants (that JP made him buy once) and a tight, dark gray sweater (sweater, not hoodie) that, uh, JP also made him buy. Simple, but it was something more then usual.
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"She's not going to try to eat your heart," John reassures him. "I won't let her."
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"I am not burning her," John says. He has a policy against that sort of thing now. "And, just... don't worry about it. Ignore her or whatever, if you have to, okay?"
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"Okay," John says, pulling away but only slightly. "Should we do what we did at your party? Get one good activity, uh, thing or whatever in? Because you got people to see, drinks to drink, all that good stuff." John pauses. "There's pool, and darts, and... uh. More stuff upstairs."
Karaoke on one level, dancing on another. Maybe JP doesn't know that.
"Then, you know, I'll stop occupying your time."
John bites back his comment about mistletoe hanging and boys to be kissed.
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"God, we're not going to get anywhere with this," John says, but he's smiling. He nuzzles JP's jaw, and then gives him a quick kiss. "Because I was totally going to say, 'Whatever YOU wanna do'."
John's hopeless. He just wants JP happy.
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"I'll get, um, an Amaretto and Coke," he tells the Doombot. He glances over at Jean-Paul. "Tastes like Dr. Pepper. You?"
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Even though he sips on his own. "But, yeah, I can do that." Probably.
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