Listening to Cary, Axel seem to cling onto his every world. There was something to Cary that Axel was vastly drawn to besides that of his looks. “Parents are tricky, but regardless of it all we all know that deep down they love us. It’s just a little tough love. I believe we are able to stand stronger after going through some of the things that they put us through.” He spoke in turn. “Growing to know Harry, he seems to need me in a way that I need him. He and I both need a friend that is going to be there for each other and it a way the night we met, I believe it was certainly meant to happen. He and I have some similarities.”
Smiling softly listening to Cary speak in turn again about Harry he treasured the way he spoke about not hating his brother. “You both love each other, because at the end of the day you both need it, you need that love and brother dynamic.” Axel spoke up with a side smile as he took Cary’s hand in his once more.
Laughing slightly Axel drew the man back in by his waist. “Never doubt angel, anything is quite possible.” He replied listening to Cary describe what had happened to Harry and his dine in spot. “Harry likes to complain about just about anything. Perhaps it’s was a ruse and he knew deep down it was the perfect spot for the blonde headed girl you speak of. He could have hoped you wouldn’t have caught him dead in such a place he thinks has such distaste as a distraction tactic.” He spoke with a laugh. “And you caught him in the act. Point one for Cary.” He teased as he leaned in pressing his lips to the other males once more.
“Oh hush, I come with a whole bunch of tricks up my sleeve.” He spoke. “I was in hopes of you saying yes so I planned a little something special to show you of my favorite place to go to be alone.” He said chewing on his bottom lip.
Cary smiles and says, “I’m glad he has you. He didn’t have many friends growing up. He had me, but he doesn’t trust me to not ruin things for him anymore or something. But I guess it’s slightly fair and the feelings somewhat mutual. There’s stuff I wouldn’t trust him with cause I think a part of him would love to see me fall and fail. So long as it’s my own doing or his. I trust him that he’d be there for me if someone else tried to knock me down. But if he’s the one who gets to do it, I think he would. A part of my brother hates me because he thinks I’m perfect or at least good at pretending to be. I’d love to show him I’m not, maybe it’d help his jealously. But to show him would be to give him an opening to hurt me with it.”
Cary smiled a bit as he was pulled in by his waist and called angel. Cary grins and says, “Well that’s true.” He’s glad when Axel pulls him into a kiss cause he would have gone for it himself. Cary leans in and kisses him gently before settling against Axel’s side and dragging his arm over his shoulders as they cross the street, letting his own hook around his waist. “Alright, Prince Charming, then you better get to moving your feet or I’ll move them for you. But I’ve done a lot of that already today, so it’d be great if you did it yourself,” he hums walking him to the restaurant.
He takes him down the steps into the little speakeasy like restaurant. It’s dimly lit with a bar and dance floor playing quiet ballroom music or the occasional swing tune. But other than few people who hang around the bar and are dancing it’s red clothed tables with lanterns and couples talking quietly to one another while they eat. The hostess is a sixteen year old girl who’s flicking through her phone before she peeks up from the sudden burst of light coming from the street. She squints and then smiles widely and hops off the stool she’s sitting on and says, “Cary! Thank God you’re here. Grandma’s been a mess cause you’ve been gone. Think we were a day away from me getting sent to your place with several bags of food to do a welfare check.”
Cary smiles and says, “Well you know dancing and then I had to go back home since I spent Christmas here.” She nods and then glances at Axel and says, “And you brought back a boy,” she leans in but whispers far too loudly still, “Can’t really see him in the dark. It’s not Joey or that awful brother of yours again is it?” Cary laughs and shakes his head, “No, it’s his best friend.” She raises her brows and says, “Cary, either my grandmother’s gonna kill you because you refuse to bring actual dates here and she seems to think she’s your grandmother too and wants to marry you off so she can stuff your dancing children full of her cooking...,” Cary grins slightly at her before she continues, “Or that awful brother of yours is going to murder you cause you’re about to...,” she glances around before hissing, “bang his best friend.” She succeeds in making herself and Cary both blush before she asks, “So which is it?” He leans forward and says, “I’m not trying to...I’m not trying to do that...He wouldn’t leave me alone, okay?” She frowns then and glances over Cary’s shoulder at Axel trying to squint to see him in the dark, “Is he at least good looking or should I call my Donny and Marco to rough him up?” Cary shakes his head quickly and says, “No. No. No. They nearly killed Joey after he...you know with Tracy.”
She huffs and says, “But is he cute? Scale of 1 to 10.” Cary bites his bottom lip and hisses at her, “Yes, he’s...I don’t know a nine and a half at least.” She grins widely and says, “Damn,” she pauses then and looks Cary over and then giggles, “Aw...you like him.” Cary blushes bright red though no one can see and hisses back, “I do not.” She shakes her head and says, “You brought him here. You don’t bring anyone here. You like him. Aw...your brother’s gonna murder you, but if somehow you make it out alive can I be a bridesmaid at the wedding? Grandma will cater of course.” Cary feels his cheeks burning as he says, “Gianna shut up. There is going to be no wedding. There’s this one date and then he’ll get bored with me and I’ll live to dance another day because my brother won’t break my knee caps.” Gianna just smirks at him before Cary growls, “Can you just get us a table Gianna? We’re in a bit of hurry.” She smiles and grabs the menus and mutters, “Yeah for the wedding rehearsal.” Cary wants to smack his head against the wood paneled walls as he follows her thanking his lucky stars that Gianna only acts like his sister and isn’t actually his sister cause he’d never survive it.
When he sits down at the table he feels like he needs to rest his head there cause he’s aged a hundred years because of Gianna. He manages to finally look at Axel and sigh, “I think I miss the days when I first moved here and Gianna was a nine year old who had such a massive crush on me she could barely say hi to me. There might be something to it being better to be feared than loved.”
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