Within the first few days, Cricket had explored as much as he could, not even bothering to stay at his given house as he did so. Which is what brought him to this garden, kneeling next to a man here wondering what he was doing. Indulging in a momentary whim.
Wasn't he?
A whim that made his heart sink nervously into his stomach as he wasn't rejected. It would have been easier if he had been. They could laugh it off. Perhaps let Taliesin give his goodbyes and nice to meet yous. Instead he had this man leaning against his rather dirty fingers as if asking for a bit more.
"So it did," he murmured back, watching his face, the frozen trowel forgotten. This man in front of him the most important thing for this moment.
A single quiet moment.
... Well...
He leaned over and, not quite sure why, but definitely deciding not to resist the urge, and kissed Dorian very lightly on the lips. Just a bare brushing, nothing more. An invitation of welcome if the other man wanted it.
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Wasn't he?
A whim that made his heart sink nervously into his stomach as he wasn't rejected. It would have been easier if he had been. They could laugh it off. Perhaps let Taliesin give his goodbyes and nice to meet yous. Instead he had this man leaning against his rather dirty fingers as if asking for a bit more.
"So it did," he murmured back, watching his face, the frozen trowel forgotten. This man in front of him the most important thing for this moment.
A single quiet moment.
... Well...
He leaned over and, not quite sure why, but definitely deciding not to resist the urge, and kissed Dorian very lightly on the lips. Just a bare brushing, nothing more. An invitation of welcome if the other man wanted it.