[harry can't necessarily say he's never seen anything like it--there are certain countries where friendliness and even a bit of touchiness isn't anything outside of the norm--pick a random day in the summer on mykonos or st. barth's for example, or christ even (god forbid) vegas. maybe it's relief that things are dying back down or something else in the air, but harry is definitely feeling a little lighter and chattier than usual while passing through the streets of wyver. and if he sees anything mildly indecent--he might take a longer glance than is strictly polite.
at least he isn't stuffed into tiny shorts and meant to faux-seduce anyone in the middle of a beautiful evening like this--the moon reflecting rather nicely in everyone's widened, excited eyes. he stops for a drink or two, content enough on his own until he spots a familiar face. maybe he won't recognize harry in his full bespoke kingsman suit, but harry would recognize that mustache for certain. (and maybe he hasn't forgotten about the memorable shirt--if you could call it that--dorian had donned that day on the beach either).
he makes his way through the crowd, slipping in beside him and clearing his throat to get the other man's attention. maybe dorian won't even remember him at all, but there's no time like the present to reintroduce himself.]
Thank heavens we won't have to worry about any misplaced tan lines tonight.
[he'll offer a lopsided smirk once dorian gives him his full attention.]
dorian pavus;
at least he isn't stuffed into tiny shorts and meant to faux-seduce anyone in the middle of a beautiful evening like this--the moon reflecting rather nicely in everyone's widened, excited eyes. he stops for a drink or two, content enough on his own until he spots a familiar face. maybe he won't recognize harry in his full bespoke kingsman suit, but harry would recognize that mustache for certain. (and maybe he hasn't forgotten about the memorable shirt--if you could call it that--dorian had donned that day on the beach either).
he makes his way through the crowd, slipping in beside him and clearing his throat to get the other man's attention. maybe dorian won't even remember him at all, but there's no time like the present to reintroduce himself.]
Thank heavens we won't have to worry about any misplaced tan lines tonight.
[he'll offer a lopsided smirk once dorian gives him his full attention.]