Written Wonderland

No sooner had Nick made his request than Rav's eyes darted around the room. Nick couldn't help looking around, also. Was Rav worried about something? No more attention seemed to be on them than when Nick had checked before. Maybe a barista had clocked that they were about to leave, but that didn't s...

Juniper smiled down to his arms, and Cory wondered with a flutter in his chest whether Juniper might also play contrary. It would only be fair, really. He looked serious as he returned his gaze to the sketch, though. "The man on the right looks almost as though he's scheming, the way his arm is...

"It's a date, then," Rav said. "May we both learn a new way to dance." Nick smiled, but his gaze meandered down and to the side. He felt impulses to rub at his hair or take a sip of his drink--a gesture to hide his probably-obvious fluster, maybe--but he held them at bay, instead...

Cory grew worried as Juniper looked between him and the painting with some scrutiny. Impulses arose to reassure Juniper somehow--that Cory didn't think that Juniper's take on the art was incorrect or less interesting than his own. In fact, Cory had enjoyed the wit in Juniper's take quite a lot. He t...

Juniper smiled and laughed, delight dancing in his eyes. Cory took another sip of his drink, perhaps a touch shy about just how delighted his own smile likely looked. He allowed his gaze to linger on Juniper as the man took another sip of his own drink and then fixed his eyes on the artwork in quest...

Juniper chuckled and shook his head, and then glanced at the art again, his eyes landing on the sketch that had caught Cory's attention before. Cory joined him in admiring the work. "There's... a lot to enjoy," Juniper said after a moment. "Depictions of folds in fabric always draws m...

Juniper was quiet after Cory had made his reply, and eventually the artist peeled his eyes away from his glass of punch to look Juniper's way. He was looking at the art around them... and suddenly, Cory felt somewhat silly about having been staring at his drink instead. He took a closer look at some...

"I have a couple pairs of knee pads I could bring, just in case." Rav had on a wide smirk, and Nick very nearly giggled, though he wasn't entirely sure why. Happy nervousness, sure, but there was also something... absurd, and yet straightforward, about knee pads. Honestly, he appreciated R...

"As long as we... what?" Rav pressed after a moment, eyebrow quirked and one corner of his mouth lifted. Nick swallowed, embarassment quirking his own smile. "Don't go in attached to contact improv being the thing, I guess. It might work, I'm just not sure - there are open spaces, but...

"Slowwwwww..." Rav breathed, giving Nick a wink. Nick grinned wide, the tips of his ears warm and nearly tingling. Yes, slow. But not haltingly, maybe. Rav took an indulgent sip of his drink, and Nick closed his eyes and did the same, savoring the bloom of warmth over his tongue and into h...