[February 15] For Scotty

[priorlives]

The previous day had been Valentine's Day, which had never been one of Prior's favorite holidays even when he'd been in a relationship. The last time he could remember celebrating was a quiet dinner with Louis followed by wine-soaked mutually solicitous sex. On second thought... that was a fairly good memory, as far as the ones with Louis went.

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[scottysous]

Scotty wakes up. Alone. The day after Valentine's Day. He'd be more likely to consider this a sign of failure, especially since he's in a relationship, except for that whole Giles thing. He and Alcuin did have a nice romantic lunch, but... well. He's alone. The morning after Valentine's Day. And his boyfriend is with his other boyfriend nestled comfortably in bed.

Probably naked too.

He doesn't want to think about Giles naked.

Vixen winds herself around Scotty's legs as he sits at his table and reminds him that he isn't totally alone at least. He needs to do something with this day; he can't sit around and be mopey and sad and alone with his cat. He shouldn't be alone; he should talk to someone

[priorlives]

Prior looked up at the sound of Scotty's voice, and his cheeks colored a little. "Apparently, yes," he sighed, and rose, wrapping his arms around himself since, you know, he was practically half naked. "She's getting to be quite the escape artist."

Then he smiled sheepishly and met Scotty's eyes. "Thanks."

[scottysous]

Scotty looks into Prior's eyes, and his first thought is that he's never really realized how... nice Prior's eyes are. Well, not really nice, they're better than nice, though he feels weird about pulling out the word beautiful.

Jeez, when did he start feeling so... warm and fluttery around Prior? Oh god, oh god -- this probably isn't good, but it's nice to feel so warm, and that kiss at New Year's was weird but it was really nice too, and Prior's so... so sweet. His face flushes and he looks away, shyly, feeling fluttery about everything and unsure of himself.

"No problem," he says, smiling rather shyly. "Maybe she's just psychic. I was about to head over and visit you." He nods back at the hut behind him, still blushing faintly. "Would you like to come in?"

[priorlives]

"Sure," Prior said automatically. Because it might be the day after Valentine's Day, and he might be well aware that Scotty wasn't interested in him in that way, but years of practice told him that you don't turn down an offer for coming in from a guy you like.

... because, damn it all, he liked him.

Though then his eyes flicked down to his robe. "If you don't mind my lack of pants," he said, laughing. "This cat out of hell caught me by surprise this morning and I wanted to catch her before she got too far."