Jun 26
Closed @siiinfully
Pollux knew it was wrong but he couldn't stop. Castor had gone away again and here she was on his doorstep, dressed to the bones with a bottle of wine in her hand. He knew he was the gentler one, the one who understood. He let out the breath he was holding before stepping back to let her walk into his apartment.
He cleared his throat briefly before speaking. "I uh...I like the dress." He ran a hand over the back of his neck, shooting her a crooked grin. "What's on the menu tonight?"