[ for a moment, he thinks to reach across the table, to touch his hand to john's for a moment — or for longer, perhaps. but for a moment at least.
he doesn't, because the waiter arrives. thomas nods at john's glance instead, smiling slightly as john orders. it's pleasant, this. not only the conversation, but having a companion. having someone to spend the evening with, at the very least. the pleasantness neither adds to nor detracts from the anticipation and emotion that sits tangled in his chest, but it makes it easy to ignore it, to continue on. ]
What are you thinking of having? [ he asks once the waiter's left again. ]
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[ for a moment, he thinks to reach across the table, to touch his hand to john's for a moment — or for longer, perhaps. but for a moment at least.
he doesn't, because the waiter arrives. thomas nods at john's glance instead, smiling slightly as john orders. it's pleasant, this. not only the conversation, but having a companion. having someone to spend the evening with, at the very least. the pleasantness neither adds to nor detracts from the anticipation and emotion that sits tangled in his chest, but it makes it easy to ignore it, to continue on. ]
What are you thinking of having? [ he asks once the waiter's left again. ]