Derek lounged back on Keos's bed with a wide grin as he adjusted his tie before responding. "Oh, is he? I could assume the owner wouldn't mind me just being on it for but a second?" He shot back to the other while looking him over as his grin got larger. The writer had every intention of acting dumb here, knowing that Keos was very much right in front of him.
"I hope he can forgive me for scampering into his personal chambers. I wanted to meet the man of the hour face to face." Derek stated before sitting up to give a response. "Well, I was trying to find the host of this marvelous party. Do you perhaps know where I could find him?"
"That would be a bad assumption. Wearing outside clothes on the bed might as well be a cardinal sin as far as he's concerned." He made a mental note to have the bedding changed as soon as they were out of his personal space, "You weren't snooping, were you?" Keos teased, "You don't have to answer. But the study would be more your speed if you were.
"I can do you one better. I can text him." He pulled his phone out of his pocket, "You'll have to answer a couple questions first: 1) who should I say is asking for him and 2) what're your intentions?"
As Derek listened to the other male, he moved his hands from their place on the bed to being crossed in his lap. āThen what would the man of the hour have me do on his bed? Wear nothing?" He teased back to Keos before picking himself up off the bed and looking to the latter.
"No, I simply came into this room and sat down on the bed." Derek noted with a smile while he responded. "Oh good, even better direct contactā¦" The writer said with a teasing tone as he looked at the actual Keos
"ā¦my name is Derek and if he can pardon my intrusions, I simply would like an invite to his party if thatās alright with the party's host?"
