He's going to kill him. Some days, Paul doesn't know how he puts up with Tom's foot-wide romantic streak; it's not something he's ever really understood. Still, it's difficult not to feel something when he comes across Tom in such a beautiful place. Hands in the pockets of his jeans, Paul tilts his head on one side.
"Look, it seemed like a good idea, okay?" Tom said, equal parts defensive and sheepish, "And you know, if you think you're not just as predictable, by now, you're out of your mind."
Loosening the suddenly too tight knot of his tie, he said, "Can you just, I don't know... Humor me or something?"
"I'm here, aren't I?" says Paul, reaching out to straighten the knot in Tom's tie, loosened as it is. He leans down and presses a kiss against the corner of Tom's mouth. "I love you even though you're lame."
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"Jesus. You're so predictable."
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Loosening the suddenly too tight knot of his tie, he said, "Can you just, I don't know... Humor me or something?"
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"This isn't even that lame. It's a date. We're engaged, we're supposed to go on dates."
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