{zeke & aidric}
It didn't take long for Aidric to find Ezekiel. As promised, his student had his mask off for the time being. Aidric couldn't take his off. Not only was it too difficult to do on his own, but the moment he stood next to Zeke, he ran his hand through the boy's hair in an affectionate display most professors would rather stay away from when it came to their students.
And for once, it felt good not to hide it.
He wouldn't be able to talk -- or at least talk and be heard very well -- but there were other things to do. While Aidric didn't really enjoy dancing, he understood the gist of it in this context. College kids were horny; they liked to dance like it. Aidric could understand that, and while he wasn't much of a dancer, he was sure that he could accomplish this at the very least. He reached for Zeke's hand and gestured toward the dance floor.



















