Maybe Takeout? (Odion)

[Odion Martins]

Odion put a hand over his mouth, trying to stifle the laughter in his throat. "Come on. Kicking and screaming sure, but I still did it." The place had been special to Lani, it was really the only reason why Odion went at all, it certainly wasn't due to his love for burgers. "I doubt it," Odion said, inspecting his cuticles as though they were quite interesting, "I have all the time in the world." And if watching movies with Lani was how he wanted to spend it, well, no one was stopping him.

If Caroline hadn't helped Odion, the redhead wasn't sure how any of this would've turned out. Yes he felt guilty for asking her, but apparently he was missing Lani as much as Lani was missing him, no matter how dysfunctional things had become. It was the ideal situation, but it was the cards he had in his hand, and he was lucky to have any cards at all after completely losing his mind. He had to know what had happened that day and now that he did, he was thankful he chanced coming here. Was even more thankful that Lani hadn't sent him away packing, and was beyond words when Lani decided to give them another chance. Odion knew patience was the key here, so, just like he had all the time in the world for movies with Lani, he had all the time in the world to get to a better place than where they had been.

Odion snickered. "Apparently you're not going to forget a lot of things that were said today." And Odion had been equally warned of those things. Between watching movies and hoping Lani's next home cooked meal didn't burn to death, he was asking for a lot of things. Odion wasn't just sucking up, well, he was in part, but he was also being honest. Lani was right about a lot of things, but he was also wrong about a lot of things. It didn't hurt to state the obvious when it was in a good light, did it? "There's always a Plan B, as you say," Odion chimed in after Lani stated he was okay with takeout. At least it wouldn't be burnt - hopefully.

The redhead tore his eyes away from Lani quickly, regretting that he had been so flippant with his words. Odion wondered at what point would he be able to freely say things and not worry about hurting Lani's feelings. It wasn't that his feelings weren't important, but Odion didn't want to feel like he was walking on eggshells whenever he wanted to say something. It was for this reason that Odion normally remained quiet around others. He only said what he did because he thought it was something he and Lani shared. But the moment had passed and it was too late to apologize over something so trivial, so he let it go. "No," he said, giving a laugh, "disgrace would be taking a sip from the bottle and passing it around." He thought about it for a second and then added. "I think Jared does that just to get a rise out of me."

It was the way Lani had looked momentarily betrayed that helped Odion to decide to let the blond back in. Odion hadn't meant to be an ass, but sometimes it was second nature. He hadn't tried to spoil anything, but it seemed like that was what he was best at. Something had changed in the atmosphere and Odion hoped to change it back. Or at least, move on. The redhead stood stock still as Lani put his hands on his arms. There were too many emotions and thoughts flashing behind Lani's endless grey eyes that Odion wasn't sure if his idea was a good one or not.

"I was going to send it off in the post and hope for a reply," Odion said, obviously not so confident in the plan now that Lani was drilling him about it. He had spent several days contemplating it, then several more days following through. After sending it off though, he didn't know what to expect, it could go so many different ways that he didn't want to get his hopes up on being forgiven. Odion gave a nod at Lani's question. Of course that wouldn't be the end of it, not after what he'd seen in those memories. It had given him a huge sense of guilt, but also a sense of hope. If he felt guilty, then maybe there was a heart in there after all that did care to know his blood family. He gave several more nods, never breaking eye contact with Lani. "I know," he said simply. He understood the implications of the letter, understood that he would probably venture out there once more, into the rainy hills of his homeland. But he could tell from Lani's expression and reaction from before, that he wasn't ready to hear the rest of Odion's idea.

"I don't know if it's a good idea or a bad one, but just in case I have to leave for a while, you'll know why. I wanted you to know why." Odion said, taking Lani's hands off of his shoulders and into his hands, holding them gently. "I wanted you to know that you helped me decide to do it, when I never would have even dreamed of it before..." He smiled slightly, unsure of what might become of the letter, hoping that maybe Lani would somewhat understand, when the buzzer rang. Odion stepped away quickly, unlocking the front door before Lani could protest in any way. "You are going to let me pay, aren't you?" Odion asked, a hint of a challenge behind the question as he fished out his wallet and headed for the door. They only had a couple minutes to decide before their food was delivered. The remnants of their previous conversation rang in Odion's ears, and he wondered if Lani was going to say more on the topic after the delivery person left.

[Lani Hunter]

Lani waggled his brows at Odion and grinned impishly, marking that as a point. “And it changed your life forever,” he concluded for Odion teasingly. Lani raised a brow at Odion and gestured with his thumb toward the TV. “Well in that case, I’ve got plenty.” He chuckled to himself surprised by how natural this all felt. Any thoughts he had about this being awkward washed away. As much as he was worried about letting Odion back in it seemed like there was no question. In some ways that scared him. The wounds had cut deep, but they had started to heal and it was worth it. As stupid as it may be, Odion was worth it and Lani thought this was the right decision. It didn’t mean that it was an easy decision. Lani wondered if it was really a decision at all. There was an ache that had existed in his heart since Odion left, maybe if he had met someone or something things would have been different, but the ache was healed by the person who caused it.

Joining Odion in laughter he realized that he had said that a lot tonight. Odion was speaking rather boldly tonight, so it wasn’t all Lani’s fault. “I’m actually writing it all down,” he whispered jokingly. Lani smiled and shook his head a little bit. “There is plan B and C and D and…” He trailed off implying it continued ad infinitum. He chuckled to himself and shook his head. “How are we this bad at real life?” He asked. Robbing safes, jewelry stores, and museums, they were same old same old to Lani. No big deal. Fun, sure. An adrenaline rush, absolutely. They were normal. Living nocturnally was normal. Living on the edge without a care about money, that was Lani’s normal. When it came to cooking though, stand back, and get some protective gear. He had ruined food in ways that he didn’t even know they could be ruined.

Lani was relieved that the conversation moved on without too much of a hiccup. He shoved the hurt into the back of his mind, burying it deeply. Because that was the healthy way to deal with feelings. Instead he allowed himself to ignore it and bask in the sound of Odion’s laughter. “He would,” Lani commented. He was distracted though. He rolled the mug around in his hands absently, not worried now that it was empty. He glanced at the bottle and considered calling it over, but considering his power and alcohol never mixed well he decided against it. Before he could get as far as deciding not to be lazy and walk into the kitchen to replenish his wine, Odion dropped that bomb on him. It shut everything else in his mind up. His power flicked around the letter curiously. But as curious as it was, Lani realized he didn’t want to know what was in that letter. It was between Odion and his family, he’d interfered enough.

The telekinetic gave Odion a strange look. He mulled over that answer and his fingers gently caressed Odion’s, their hands fitting like puzzle pieces. Confusion crossed his face and he looked over Odion shoulder trying to organize his thoughts. He nodded, understanding, but he was terrified that Odion might be planning to pick up and leave without a word. His bit his tongue to keep from blurting this out. Odion wouldn’t do that, would he? He had. Lani freed one of his hands and brushed his fingers over Odion’s cheek. “I’m proud of you Odion,” he said softly, belatedly wondering if that was a strange thing to say. Just when Lani started to lean forward intent on stealing a kiss the doorbell rang and Lani was left standing there like an idiot with his hand extended.

His face crimson, Lani turned away and wiped a hand down his face, trying to regain his composure. Lani whirled on Odion a confident smile on his face despite the residual pink on his cheeks. “Absolutely not,” he declared his power deftly plucked Odion’s wallet out of his hand and held it aloft. “I invited you over with the intention of making you dinner,” he said, “I’m not going to let you pay for delivery.” He made sure he had his wallet in hand as he joined Odion at the door, he knew better than to leave his wallet somewhere Odion could swipe it. “Hey Steve, how’s it going?” He asked the delivery guy, reflecting on how sad it was that they knew each other by name now.

[Odion Martins]

Odion smirked. “I suppose in a way it did.” Glancing at the TV, Odion could feel his stomach dropped. Well, at least he had the kind of power that would allow the time for such frivolous wastes of time. “Wonderful…” Odion said, both interested and yet, a little worried that he wouldn’t understand half of what was going on in those movies. His dark eyes darted back to Lani, the worry gone from his face. “And of course you’ll come to the Opera with me after a few movies,” he smiled, the movement pulling at the corner of his mouth, “it would be rude not to.”

Laughing, Odion went along with Lani’s antics and noticed there wasn’t a pen in the blond’s hand, nor was there a floating one jotting things down. “I’m glad we’re good at what we’re good at. Cooking is so… mundane.” Odion said, twirling his hand around while he searched for the right word. Sure, it would be useful, but having money and things was far more useful. Food was always available. “I’ve had plenty of real life if you ask me,” Odion added, wondering if Lani wished he could be more… boring or something.

Lani didn’t seem interested in discussing Jared or his drinking habits, so that topic was laid to rest. Odion was sorry he had said something so flippantly, but there was no point in dwelling on it. They were two grown men, and sometimes he wondered if they had more feelings than a couple of hormonal teenagers.

It was a strange thing to hear and know that someone was proud of him. No one had ever said that to him before, and he closed his eyes as Lani touched his face. This was far more than he deserved. He wanted so badly to ask Lani to come with him, to try again so he would have the courage to follow through. But it seemed inappropriate to ask now when he hadn’t even sent the damn thing and their food was at the door. Odion hadn’t noticed how Lani had reached out for him.

Odion’s mouth was left in a little ‘o’ as his wallet slipped through his fingers. “Well I…” He had started to say, when the door had opened and there stood a man named Steve. Apparently. “Hey Lani,” the delivery guy said. “It’s $37.50. I thought that was weird ‘cause there’s enough here for three people but I see you have company.” The guy smiled politely at Odion and the redhead smiled back stiffly. Since Lani was the one with the wallet, Steve thought it to be a good idea to put the giant bag in Odion’s hands. “I didn’t think we had ordered this much,” he commented. Steve laughed. “You didn’t, but we threw in a little extra since Lani orders from us a lot,” he smirked and nodded towards Odion, “nice accent.” Odion grimaced a little and turned on the spot, going to set down the food and leave Lani to chat with Steve.

There was all kinds of delicious in the bag, and Odion was unloading it all onto the table. Fettuccini Alfredo, lasagna, some Italian slices of beef, and of course a tossed salad. What they hadn’t ordered was the chocolate devil’s cake, and, ironically, a large portion of spaghetti and meatballs. Odion had to smile to himself at that. Perhaps the evening was salvageable after all. When Lani returned, Odion couldn’t stop the smile on his face. “Is there something you want to tell me about Steve?” He asked in a teasing tone. “You two seem pretty, familiar.”

[Lani Hunter]

Lani returned Odion’s smirk and couldn’t help but laugh at the forlorn look Odion was giving the television. His mouth dropped open and he sputtered trying to find an excuse that wasn’t ‘I’m allergic to opera’. “Uh,” was all he was able to force through his lips before he remembered to close his mouth. Dammit. Odion had to pull that card. “Of course.” Lani replied carefully, this was a point where the pair differed. Movies were interesting, Lani thought and he thought that Odion would enjoy them because they were, some of them, really good stories. An opera… that was a whole different world. Odion might find that getting Lani to an opera was probably along the lines of herding cats.

“I doesn’t have to be,” Lani pondered, “My mom enjoys it a lot.” He was thinking out loud and turned his eyes back at the pathetic excuse for a meal. “I mean there are people that make the really cool cakes and stuff.” Not that he watched cake boss regularly or anything, at least not that he would admit to. Lani considered Odion for a moment, his head tilted to the side a tad. “I don’t know, I like to think adventure is still out there,” he turned his head now to look out the window. “I mean, one that isn’t life threatening would probably be nice. If you’ve really had enough of real life we could hunt down a treasure map.” Eyes sparking with mischief, Lani turned back to Odion and shrugged as if just mentioning it as an idea. But it wasn’t just an idea. How cool would that be, to go and find something no one else ever had.

Lani stuck his tongue out at Odion as he passed, unable to resist to urge. Lani gave Steve a smile, and pull out some cash. “Yeah, I attempted cooking again,” Lani confided and Steve gave a knowing wince, causing Lani to chuckle and nod his head, “I know, I know.” He didn’t pay much attention to the exchange between Odion and Steve, not really caring very much. Until Odion mention the amount of food. The bag did seem rather full, but Lani hadn’t really been paying attention to what Odion was ordering. At the explanation Lani turned and gave Steve a charming smile. “You guys shouldn’t have done that. I mean considering you’re single handedly keeping me from starving.” Steve shrugged and waved a hand. “It was nothing really.” Lani’s smile warmed, “Thanks man.” He covered a laugh with a cough as Odion made a quick and pointed exit.

“Don’t mind him, he’s not really a people person,” Lani said in a mock whisper, glancing over his shoulder to catch Odion’s reaction. As he exchanged bills Lani exchanged updates with Steve. “Oh good for you,” Lani said brightly when Steve mentioned he was starting classes at the university. When Steve went to hand back the change Lani waved it away, which left Steve a substantial tip. Steve lingered a short while as they finished catching each other up. “And thanks again for the extra, I owe you one.” Steve shook his head. “No, I’m glad to do it. I’ll see you around Lani.” “Definitely, have a good night.” Lani waved and shut the door as Steve wandered away. Lani walked back into the kitchen, smiling to himself and gave a low whistle at the amount of food. Either they thought he was starving since he hadn’t ordered from them yet this week, or Steve had brought them the wrong order. But it wasn’t like Steve to make that mistake. Oh well, Lani wasn’t going to correct him.

There was something strange about the smile on Odion’s face and Lani couldn’t figure it out. Lani raised a brow not understanding. “Uh… he’s a delivery guy?” He said wondering where Odion was going with this. Lani shrugged and went to pull two plates out of the cupboard. “I mean I order from them a lot, Steve’s usually the guy who delivers. He’s a nice guy.” Lani smiled to himself, he might as well have ‘clueless’ written on his forehead. Silver eyes found the chocolate cake and stared at it with longing. He might be too old to be told not to eat desert before dinner, but he was also old enough to know that that was usually a bad idea. “Wow these put mine to shame,” he said poking at the meatballs, perfectly round and probably not overly seasoned with garlic. “But I thought you liked my meatballs,” Lani said teasingly giving Odion his sad puppy dog eyes. Not that he blamed Odion, he hadn’t actually tried his own meatballs yet.

[Odion Martins]

It wasn't Odion's fault that he hadn't grown up with any interest in cinema. It hadn't been available to him and he still didn't have any desire to watch anything on a screen. Call him old fashioned, but he saw it as a waste of time, even with the power he had. When opera was mentioned, Odion couldn't help but giggle to himself as Lani struggled to come up with something to say, though he seemed very tongue tied and Odion was of course amused by this. Odion's brow lifted. Operas could be good stories too, if Lani was truly going to give them a chance. "In that case," Odion said, clearly pleased with himself for getting Lani to agree by way of a challenge, "there's an interesting rock opera coming to Pilot Ridge in November." And if Lani would do his research on it, he'd realize the main plot line was from Star Wars.

A kind of fondness lit Odion's eyes as Lani's mum was mentioned. It was hard to realize that he cared for her, but he hadn't even realized he was showing it. Watching where Lani was looking, Odion smiled to himself. Lani seemed keen on the idea that he would, eventually, learn how to cook. Perhaps it was in his favour this time around that Odion didn't watch TV like normal people. As Lani spoke of finding hidden things and exploring the unknown, Odion felt his heart leap into his throat. Not only did he want the same thing, adventure, the fact that Lani wanted something similar made Odion fall more in love. He looked away for a moment, wondering if what was on his mind could be seen through his eyes, before he looked back at Lani. "That would be spectacular," Odion agreed, some of Lani's contagious spirit slipped into the statement. Odion tried to clear his mind. "But if you're truly going to cook, just remember that Rome wasn't built in a day." He smiled at Lani and hoped, truly, that the blond wouldn't so easily give up on cooking. Perhaps watching cooking shows on YouTube would help?

Odion watched rather helplessly as Lani passed him, his wallet somewhere in the air. Lani was such a flirt. The whole exchange with Steve just felt strained on Odion's part, so he was more than happy to be left to the set up of the food than continuing talking with someone he had no interest in knowing, whether that came with free food or not. Not that Odion hadn't appreciated what he had learned through the exchange, such as the fact that Lani had truly been trying to learn how to cook, as this hadn't been his first fumble. Odion also learned that Lani was extremely charming with others, though he did have to bite his tongue and restrain himself from telling Lani to shut his mouth when it came to receiving free food. All he had to do now, was smile prettily.

It seemed Lani had a pretty good handle on who Odion was as well. No, he was definitely not a people person, at least not when he didn't have to be. And compliments? Odion didn't think they were for him, not sincerely anyways. When Lani returned to him, and gave him a simple reply, Odion felt his face turn red. He was only joking with how close they seemed to be, but Lani didn't seem to see what Odion had clearly seen. Was Lani truly that sweet? That much more of a people person than Odion was? Sure, the redhead spent a lot of time watching others and was excellent in body language and things unsaid, but Lani, he was playing a totally different game, one where he was actually a participant and had refined social interaction skills. "Right," Odion said, not wanting to get into more details, when it was obvious to him that Steve had more than delivering on his mind when he visited Lani. Then again, it had seemed obvious to Odion that Lani had had feelings for him before Lani knew the same.

Odion smirked as Lani stared down the cake. He had no idea the telekinetic had such a sweet tooth, but Steve seemed to know. And then Odion burst into laughter, both hands on the table as he righted himself. "I didn't order them, I swear. When I saw them there, I thought it was ironic. I didn't order the cake either. But of course I love your meatballs, that goes without saying." Odion didn't even feel the slightest bit of embarrassment from saying such a thing. Okay, maybe it was sort of a double entendre. He cleared his throat and glanced past Lani at the cupboards. "Maybe I... you, should fetch some plates?" He suggested, eyes round. At least things had lightened up since their last topic.

[Lani Hunter]

Lani narrowed his eyes ever so slightly, but knowing Odion, he wasn’t going to get out of this. Well, Odion did have a point, if he was going to be watching movies, then Lani would willingly do something that Odion enjoyed. If that was theatre then so be it. Lani gave Odion a mock sour look and intended to look that sour until Odion told him what it might be about. A rock opera? Lani’s expression changed from one of annoyance to one of ill veiled interest. “A rock opera?” He had no idea there was anything like that. Rock opera in what case? It had to be a joke. Surely Odion had meant something boring like those things that were in Italian or something. A rock opera actually sounded cool. “I’ll think about it,” Lani said with a skeptical look on his face.

The expression on Lani’s face grew into a smile as he caught the sense of adventure in Odion’s eyes. Adventure was what had always been meant for them. Perhaps they have never been meant to live normal lives. Lani was encouraged by Odion’s enthusiasm and Lani’s mind started working, adventure. They could be treasure hunters, and seekers, who said that they had to settle for stealing treasure. Maybe it would be much more amazing to find it first. Lani shrugged. “But why work to build Rome when someone’s already doing it?” He asked. It wasn’t very hard to see that the amount of effort Lani was willing to put into cooking was minimal. Cooking wasn’t exactly on his list of important things and he had a lot more on his plate than just learning to cook. He had skills to hone and things to learn and cooking was low on that list.

Lani didn’t know what was going on in Odion’s mind but something made him blush and that made Lani’s face break out into an impish grin. “What?” He demanded a tint of a laugh in his voice. “You think he’s cute?” He joked completely misunderstanding Odion intent and teasing him for it. If Lani was half as observant as he thought he was he might have picked up on it, but then he’d been slow on the uptake of this kind of thing his whole life. He never thought more than once about it and in the subject of Steve, Pilot Ridge was a small town, it wasn’t all that unlikely that they only had a handful of deliveries a night and small number of employees. Coincidence, Lani thought. Though knowing Lani was his experiences he should have known better than to believe in coincidences. Maybe he was starting to like the feeling of living somewhat of a normal life, or at least masquerading as such.

“Lair,” Lani accused, but he had a smile on his face, not really upset or caring really. Lani laughed and shook his head, “You should take credit for the cake,” he said and wondered if he could sneak a bite. Lani sputtered out a laugh, his own face growing red. He wasn’t sure if that was what Odion intended from that, but either way Lani’s mind was far into the gutter. He playfully shoved Odion’s shoulder. “Way ahead of you, Red,” Lani said raising a brow and the plates moved from the counter where he had left them and nudged Odion’s elbow like puppies. He turned and retrieved silverware and poked his own meatballs wondering if they were actually good to eat or if Odion was just being nice. He brought them over to the collection and initially put them next to the other meatballs but realized that comparatively his looked poisonous and dangerous. “I’ll just put these over here…” He commented putting them across the table where they couldn’t be made to look that bad.

He moved to the small table he and Adam had gotten from the side of the road. It had cleaned up very well. He placed the silverware on the table and gestured toward the plates which floated over and set themselves up on the table. He looked sheepishly at Odion as he went to the cupboard and grabbed a candle. “Don’t judge me,” he said as he lit it and set that on the table as well. Lani had wanted this to be a nice and romantic night and assuming that he hadn’t destroyed the pasta he would have set this up earlier.

[Odion Martins]

Odion let out a chuckle. “Well it’s like an opera, but there’s rock music.” An eyebrow turned upwards, a bemused smirk on the redhead’s face. He crossed his arms in front of him and let the idea linger. “I hope you do.” He said. There was after all, no sense in beating a dead horse.

As for Rome… “Well someone had to build it, but I suppose you do have a point. Building it again doesn’t seem so spectacular.” Odion smiled to himself and supposed that if they were to have a proper adventure, it would have to be something new. And it didn’t necessarily have to be cooking. He would actually prefer if there adventures weren’t always of the culinary sort. And as mentioned earlier, doing such mundane tasks such as cooking wasn’t really how Odion wanted to spend his time, however much or little he had of it.

Odion half smiled to himself. It still bugged Lani a little bit to be attracted to males, but especially to Odion. “That’s beside the point,” Odion said, leaving yet another hook for Lani to latch on to. No matter how many delivery drivers there were working, no matter how small the place, Odion wasn’t blind. “I think the point is, that he thinks you are.” Now it was Odion’s turn to smile impishly as he went about unpacking their freshly made food. “And he wouldn’t be wrong.” The fact that Lani could like men was one thing. The fact that someone else thought Lani was attractive, well, the blond would deny it or believe it impossible. So Odion had already decided that whatever next thing Lani said was to be ignored, unless it was agreement.

Laughing, Odion shook his head. “I really didn’t order those things,” he said, gesturing towards the cake and spaghetti. He fished around in the giant bag and eventually found the receipt, which he placed in Lani’s hand. “Check for yourself if you must.” Odion smiled interestedly at Lani’s playfulness, and watched while the plates floated around. It was nothing short of magic what Lani could do with his powers. Then again, the telekinetic would probably say the same thing about Odion’s powers. He felt a twinge of something… something bad as Lani set aside the food he made from the rest, but he didn’t comment on it.

“Curious…” Odion said as Lani fetched a candle. The redhead smiled to himself, wondering if it was okay to feel special. It really only happened around Lani. “It’s very thoughtful,” Odion pointed out as the candle was set on the table. Without a word, Odion reached for Lani’s plate and swiftly placed one of the two slices of cake on it before setting it in front of Lani again. He spoke while he served himself the other piece. “I saw a placard somewhere that read ‘Life is short, have dessert first’. It seemed ridiculous at the time, but now I see it’s something to appreciate.” He smiled at Lani softly. Yes, this night would be one worth remembering.

[Lani Hunter]

Lani hummed absently as he pondered the idea of a rock opera. He could probably get behind rock music. He scratched a finger over his chin, his eyes narrowed with a clear skeptical look, but his humming gave away the fact that he was seriously considering it. He would definitely have to look it up. Moving away to prop himself up against the wall Lani was curious and silently cursed Odion, Odion knew how to peak Lani’s interest just enough to bother him enough to care to look it up. Which he would do. He smiled as the conversation moved on and crossed his arms with a shrug. “My point exactly. Besides, I think once you burn something cooked in water you’re officially fired.” He smiled.

“Ha!” Lani laughed in surprise, “That is not beside the point!” He sputtered giving Odion a sly look that was somewhere between humor at Odion teasing and ‘Odion better be kidding’. Lani shifted uncomfortably, and shook his head. “It’s a coincidence, besides not everyone in Pilot Ridge is gay, Odion.” He pointed out. It never did to make assumptions about people. He cast a skeptical look that slowly turned into a sly one. He tried to hide it as best he could, but his face colored despite his best efforts. He shook his head, “Nah,” he said simply not feeling very confident in his words to make a full sentence. How did Odion always do this to him? Get him all tongue tied and distracted. He leaned against the wall, watching Odion move before he decided he should probably help.

Lani didn’t take his eyes off Odion as the receipt was put in his hand. “I really don’t care that much,” he said and crumpled the receipt in his hand and tossing it over his shoulder and scoring in the trashcan without looking. He quirked a smile, because even if his power had something to do with that, he wasn’t going to admit to it. He also wasn’t going to admit to his desire to dig out the receipt later and check it. They were doing this trust thing right? So, he should trust Odion, even with something so small. The smoothness with which he used his power was still something he was working on, but it was getting… if not easier, more comfortable. He felt as though he were on the verge of making a breakthrough. It almost made him excited to go see his trainer come Monday.

“What’s curious?” Lani asked, looking at Odion, the redhead looked lost in thought. Lani blushed and ducked his head. Let it be known that Lani did have the emotional capacity to be romantic. No matter how cheesy he felt, he was just glad that Odion didn’t think it was super cheesy. Or if he did was keeping it to himself. Lani blinked in surprise as Odion put chocolate on his plate. Was Odion really suggesting they break tradition and eat dessert first? A moment later Lani got over his shock and instead of answering he stepped closer and stole a kiss. “I definitely don’t think it’s ridiculous,” he said with a grin and practically dove on the cake. He closed his eyes in bliss and only then decided that it would be much more proper to sit while eating so he did so. At least he did for a moment, before he half rose slapping his hands together. “I see you,” he pointed at LJ who looked up at him with wide eyes, his body poised to pounce on the counter to get at the food. The cat slithered toward Odion, acting as innocent as possible, rubbing on his legs and looking up at the redhead as if inquiring if Odion was really going to let Lani talk to him like that.