loveschildren | (no subject)

It's not that I can't express it. It's kind of a no-brainer? You're very strange, and therefore interesting.

Haha! Well I'll concede that. But most people would feel threatened or disturbed by me. They wouldn't agree to coffee. Nor would they hold back in a PTSD flashback--in fact, is that really something most anyone would consider possible? You're also beautiful, and very interesting. I want you, and I like having what I want. I don't have a special interest in fixing you, and I'm not a good person, I simply like you because you interest me. Is that hard to imagine?

...Yes. This isn't something I could have ever seen coming, you know?

But you do find it interesting. Isn't that what's really strange?

[he shrugs.]

Regardless, I do believe those are your feelings on the matter, and I find it interesting. That's the situation.

In that case, next time it should be dinner at my house.

...That's brave. A little stupid, too?

Are you going to call the cops on me?

It's really trusting to assume I won't, even when we've gotten this far.

What can I say? I think you're worth the gamble.

[that's going to confuse him for a long time.]

I see. Then, your place next time.

Excellent.

[He gets out his phone and just. Texts and address to Crowley did you expect he didn't have your number???]

Saturday?

[yeah, no, none of that is actually surprising. checks his phone and nods.]

Saturday works. Any time you prefer?

How does six sound?

Six it is.

Lovely ♥

It's a date, then.

I won't argue, but don't say it so loud, or Mary will never let me leave here without telling her of our sordid romance.

Haha, is that so?

[His voice raises a little in volume.]

Ah~ move in together? Don't you think that's a little fast? Oh no, I don't mind I'm just... It makes me happy. I'll think about it.

...I regret everything.

[standing abruptly, grabbing his coat and quickly slapping some cash down on the table.]

See you Saturday. Menace.

[climbs out the window before the excited footsteps of Mary can round the corner.]

Saturday ♥

[He'll stay and gossip with Mary. Oh yes they met at work. Oh no they haven't know each other long but it's, well, feelings are surprising aren't they? Hm, tell me all about Crowley~~~]

[And then of course Saturday will come along.]

[It seems like Crowley lived in this neighborhood as a kid, and Mary's cafe has been in business for at least that long. She had a son about his age, and having the mothering personality she did, she considered Crowley like a second son. They'd been friends, her son and Crowley, but in the end Crowley returned from the war, and her son did not.

There's a lot of former soccer mom threatening to do terrible things to Felid if he doesn't treat her boy right, and all that.]

[But on Saturday, his doorbell rings.]

[It's frankly cute, and endearing, but Felid has no intention of being a Good Boy or anything. Still, it's an adorable story.]

[His own neighborhood is upscale, expensive, and the flat he owns is pricey as hell. Large enough he could, probably does, have servants. He opens the door himself though, throwing it wide.]

How much of your haul do you sell on the black market? Damn, Felid.

[that's totally a greeting, right]

Haha! Here I was expecting the police!

[He obviously wasn't, as he reaches forward to tug Crowley inside.]

Welcome~

Maybe next time.

[oop, tugged in. taking off his coat, surely there's somewhere to hang it.]

Thanks.