New kink: Bruce validating Clark's film choices with confident certainty.
There'd been a crooked smile for teasing—boy, does he ever know—that then gentles at Bruce's choice of formative film experience. Oddly affirming, this moment in time and they're not even admiring sea otters or stingrays yet. It's early enough to render the city and its outlying territories in church light colours, and getting to spend any time with Bruce out in the wild is unusual in itself.
How worried he'd been, when Bruce had been gripped in the throes of dreams, and to think that the worst influence he thought he'd had on his nightmares was waking him up.
His eyebrows raise at this suggestion, charmed, and says, "Beautiful, definitely. Terrifying. You can convince me on romantic." And then he holds out his hands for trash, to go dispose of it. "Want more coffee before we go? I can get it."
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There'd been a crooked smile for teasing—boy, does he ever know—that then gentles at Bruce's choice of formative film experience. Oddly affirming, this moment in time and they're not even admiring sea otters or stingrays yet. It's early enough to render the city and its outlying territories in church light colours, and getting to spend any time with Bruce out in the wild is unusual in itself.
How worried he'd been, when Bruce had been gripped in the throes of dreams, and to think that the worst influence he thought he'd had on his nightmares was waking him up.
His eyebrows raise at this suggestion, charmed, and says, "Beautiful, definitely. Terrifying. You can convince me on romantic." And then he holds out his hands for trash, to go dispose of it. "Want more coffee before we go? I can get it."