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@theotherdeaton
Evan opened the door when James told him too, grinning widely and pulling the other in for a kiss. “Hey, you,” he said, brushing his thumb over James’ cheek as he closed the door and headed into the living room. “Do you want something to drink, or should we just get right into this big talk?”
@theotherdeaton
Evan had driven to James’ place, and was currently parked outside trying to get up the courage to get him. He was excited about the date, no doubt about that, but he was also very nervous. This was, truly, his first prearranged date. He took a deep breath, got out of the car, and went to knock on James’ door.
Warm Hearts | James & Danny
It was late, that much he knew. But his package had finally arrived from his cousin, Owen for a belated Christmas present. Open oping the parcel, he saw that it was a pack of Butterbeer, freshly brewed from London. Smirking, he stuffed it down into his rucksack (free from a baby dragon, mind you), and made his way out from the owlry.
The sheer chilly air made him hug himself to stay warm. His scarf was draped over his shoulder and wasn't helping shield him from the bitter cold. Crossing the wooden bridge, he looked out onto the lake and watched the eerie glow of the moon glisten against the small tide. Felix came to his mind and the night of the party when they kissed played like an old movie he knew every word to. Where did he stand with him? Was Felix too high to remember anything? Or maybe was Felix just ashamed of what happened and wanted it all to go away? Shivering, he muscled his way into the castle and down to the drafty dungeons. He was stuck in the middle and he hated it.
Danny was accustomed to going to bed after everyone left the common room. He usually lingered by the fireplace and lounged out on the leather sofa. It was nearing two in the morning when the fire finally died out did he hear the door to the dormitories open. James was still awake.
If James wanted, Danny thought, he could share a beer with me and maybe get him out if his funk.
