LoneStar // Victor-Wesley-Julian
wesleyfinn:
thelostdyson:
Victor knew he had to be careful around Julian. Just because the two had managed to find some sort of common ground didn’t mean that everything was fine between the two. It was still a lot of bad history and that history could pop back up quickly if they weren’t careful. Still, he couldn’t see the guy out on the street. Even if he didn’t do it for Julian he wanted to do it for Romeo. A last good act for the man he loved and had lost.
Stepping aside with a smile Victor held the door open so Julian could walk in, Kevin standing there with “Hi Junian” he said and waved “Vic said I get to show you to your room” Victor laughed softly “He’s excited” he told Julian “for some reason he likes playing host” As he closed the door he nodded “I won’t lie, Texas takes some getting used to, but I’ve found that no place I’ve ever been to is more welcoming. I was thinking if you like you can rest up and we’ll go out to dinner”
Wesley had been very nervous about this whole ordeal. He wasn’t sure why, he had no reason to, they were just some adults navigating life with special circumstances but it didn’t help that they had the history they did. To help the situation he decided to take a run, it was the best thing to do to help clear his head. He had ran through the scenario a couple times, and only when he felt ready to tackle it he decided to head back home.
Home. Weird to think about that this was his new home, he promised not to get too comfortable but it was hard not to. “Hello?” he called out as he step inside, “I’m not too late, right?” he asked and then stopped when he spotted Julian standing next to Kevin and Victor, “oh. Guess I am. Welcome”
It was actually a relief for Julian to have the kid there, something he could focus on that wasn’t dramatic, didn’t make him uncomfortable, and he knew how to interact with. It showed in his warm smile that crinkled the corners of his eyes. “No way, forreal? How much will that cost me?” He made a show of patting his pockets down as he glanced at Victor. “I hope you’re right, because I need to stress eat right now and I don’t have time to get hate crimed.”
Julian was just moving to follow Kevin when he heard a familiar voice, and his visceral response to it reminded just how complex all this shit was gonna be. “Hey, Wes.” He found a casual tone and wave for the man. “I was just following my tour guide...concierge? Host. Just following my host to my room.”













