Oh, that snort. Bill hadnât meant to do that. He had gotten caught up in the moment of Adrian unexpectedly throwing out a meme and it had just happened. What was worse was the man noticed it.
It was small but of course Bill noticed the stare, it made him raise a hand of the vessel to his face to cover his mouth, stolen brow furrowed. There was what might be deemed a blush starting up at first glance if not for the fact it didnât darken the face of the vessel, but rather brightened it. As if a faint glow was coming from beneath the skin, from the being underneath.
It almost made Bill miss Adrian speaking about the human heart.
âRh gszg gsv hlig lu rnnligzorgb blf sfnzmh hvvp? Zm rmermxryov svzig rm gsv ovhh orgvizo hvmhv?â It was hard to tell if he was being genuinely curious or not, seeing as how his tone was muffled behind the hand and his eyebrows were drawn down as if he would give away nothing on the vessels face.
He was spared, or maybe damned as it were, when the cab stopped fully.
âTllw, R gslftsg sv nrtsg szev ulitlggvm sld gl tvg gl gsrh kozxv. Dzhm'g zm vzhb urmw.â Bill muttered and lowered the hand when he deemed to have seemingly gotten himself under control. He was actually the first out of the cab to come around briskly and open the door for Adrian, manners after all.
âLetâs get ourselves all situated then, shall we?â Bill switched to English in the apparent company of larger groups of people that would likely be inside. His grin was back, as if he was in control after the embarrassing snort incident.
At least until he realized this was much better lighting than in front of the flat where he had met Adrian in the first place.
And the man looked a lot more handsome than he first thought.
There was no mistaking it now, aside from the wide eyed staring Bill was doing, he was definitely glowing.
âYb gsv hxzovmv girzmtovâŚâ
Bill made some sort of strange choking noise and looked around abruptly, as if suddenly concerned they might be under attack by someone. Adrian looked really good, really good. What if he attracted the attention of other diners?
Well aside from breaking their neck to solve the problem, he wouldnât have it.
Perhaps that was why he squared his shoulders when he noted another couple walking toward the doors of the dubiously unmarked restaurant and a man glanced their way. Maybe it had been harmless.
âIâll lead the way,â Bill stated rather briskly and walked forward.
He made it a point to kick the shins of the man who had been stating sharply so he yelped and leapt aside, dragging his date along since they had their arms linked and all. Bill then maintained a threatening glare on them while holding the door open for Adrian.
Adrian turned his legs to get out once the door was opened for him (which was enough to take him by surprise), but he paused at catching the demonâs stolen eyes on him.
What was it? Was he making a misstep in leaving the cab? Adrian blinked owlishly up at the demon as a hundred different risks and possibilities ran through his head. So many disasters could happen-- but would the demon truly try anything in public? What was that peculiar aura about that face?
He at last stepped out, gingerly-- and only once it seemed Cipher was having some sort of similar panic.
âI--?â Adrian looked between the cab driver and his companion as the latter took off. The cab driver just shook his head quickly and slammed on his gas to swerve off into traffic, door still slightly ajar.
The researcher watched him until he was out of sight, but when he looked back at the demon, Cipher seemed to be in an altercation. Everything was escalating a little too quickly.
âGod above!â he gave a yelp of his own and trotted to pass through the door opened for him, trying to crane his neck enough to look back at the mildly traumatised couple even in grabbing the possessed manâs lapel to draw him inside the building. âDid you know that man?! What on Earth, you daffy demoniac?â
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