THE QUESTION WAS A BIT OF A SURPRISE , he had just assumed that harvey already had an inkling that he was an escort —- especially after being referred to as one of those sexual deviants. but he supposed that anyone could be a sexual deviant, not just those paid for a range of sexual activities. ❝ I’M AN ESCORT, ❞ he admitted, his voice slightly faltered with shame — ❝ i don’t know , business isn’t always great so i just need to have a little extra help me out. and let me tell you, raising a child isn’t cheap either , ❞ although he felt embarrassment as he began to explain , thinking of and talking about his accomplishments as a father alleviated it all and brought back some confidence in him. and for fuck’s sake , it was harvey he was talking to — and just like all those years ago , he hoped he’d be just as understanding and empathetic as before.
AND JUST WHEN HE WAS ABOUT TO WALK AWAY , harvey grabbed his arm and the word that fell from his lips were all enough for a smile to tug on julian’s lips. STAY. he didn’t know what kind of divine force changed harvey’s mind —- but he wouldn’t dare be against it. ❝ okay, ❞ his voice was soft and private , low as a whisper. he looked around them, the lobby was far from an appropriate place to discuss nostalgia , memories , and the present. ❝ son, ❞ he quickly corrected, ❝ his name is stevie. and i’m not together with his mother anymore , haven’t been for a really long time. ❞ julian didn’t comment on that last statement , only letting out a small laugh —- maybe, it was true. no one could ever measure up to harvey — oh, the sweetness of the first love. ❝ do you mind if we go somewhere else ? i don’t think this is a proper place to talk about our lives. anywhere you want, i don’t want to impose. ❞
THERE WERE A LOT OF MIXED FEELINGS RUNNING THROUGH HIM AT ONCE. Relief, for his ex was not some wealthy douche bag that paid for escorts. Worry, for his ex was not wealthy. Jealousy, for his ex would lay with anybody willing to pay. And pity, for his ex would lay with anybody willing to pay. He tried his best to hide his contradiction of emotions with a sympathetic smile because at the end of the day, that was the one feeling that reigned: sympathy. Julian was always the type to do whatever it took to survive and Harvey was glad that part of him still hadn’t changed. ❝ At least most people here are insanely hot. It’d suck if you had to sleep with Danny Devitto looking types. ❞ he quipped. If he were being completely honest, there were people around this place-- escorts and clients alike, that made him wish to partake in the fuck fest going on. They were ridiculously attractive, the one standing in front of him included. Hell, him especially.
❝ Stevie. ❞ He muttered under his breath, testing out the word. His mind traveled through old memories, searching for one that would tie the name to him. It was a bit self centered to think the man would name his child after anything relating to him, but he still hoped he left that much of an impression. ❝ Like Stevie Nicks or? ❞ He wondered, hoping to get the backstory behind the name. They did use to listen to Landslide a lot after all. He didn’t even realize they were still standing in the lobby until the other brought it up and he nodded in agreement. ❝ That’s probably a good idea. I don’t want our bosses to see us hanging around doing nothing. Why don’t we go to the infirmary? It’s chill at this time. Most sex related injuries happen at night around here.