[ Neal must admit that Cable even considering stepping out on their already solid arrangement is like a victory won. And why shouldn't Neal be proud of that fact? He thinks, just as Cable does, that they're both incredibly talented in what they do, and if they can make more money on their own, why shouldn't they? Of course, stepping out on their current jobs would mean they're effectively competition and well within the line of fire of their current providers. Still, the value might outweigh the risk. ]
I think think of a few things to have you do.
[ He sips the wine, tilting the glass when he's finished to look inside at the few drips left behind, ever mindful of how to be coy. ]
[ Cable glances up at him with a sigh. Neal's trouble. Cable knows he's trouble and not the kind of trouble Cable is, but fuck is he god damn cute.
The problem is that Neal knows he's cute. ]
I have faith in you to figure that out on your own. You're a smart boy.
[ Two can play the coy game, even if Cable's coyness is more low-key. There's a dryness to a lot of his demeanor that some people find off-putting, but if anything it seems to draw Neal in more.
[ Neal is arguably a fairly proactive individual, and he can definitely kick it into high gear when he sees something that he wants. Cable, for whatever reason, seems to easily fall into that category. And thus, Neal sits quietly, observing the other man cooking, but all the while making plans in his head of what he'll do when he wine glass needs refilled.
After a moment, he speaks up again, sitting up. ]
Do you know what would make this even better? Music.
[ Cable's not exactly a five star chef, but he can make a decent meal by his own standards. Neal's are a bit higher than his, but he thinks he's good enough to at least give Neal something enjoyable to eat, even if it's not earth-shattering. ]
Depends on the music.
[ He's not a huge music person, but he thinks most of what Neal enjoys is easy enough to ignore. Besides, he'll only admit this to himself but he'll happily endure a few annoyances for Neal's sake. There's something about the other man's smile that soothes his own irritation. ]
[ Easy enough to ignore, huh? We'll see about that. Neal, like a cat, demands attention on his own terms and will swerve around in Cable's path until he gets what he wants. It's fortunate for him that Cable is more of a caretaker than he lets on, and (somehow) seems to enjoy the way Neal passes between demanding and aloof depending on his mood.
Grinning, he watches the other man as he prepares the meal he demanded, clearing his throat in a way that suggests he's more trouble than he's worth.
And then he hums the beginning notes of Summer Wind, fulling intending to belt out the rest once he gets to the appropriate part unless he's stopped. ]
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I think think of a few things to have you do.
[ He sips the wine, tilting the glass when he's finished to look inside at the few drips left behind, ever mindful of how to be coy. ]
And how do you suggest I... get in touch?
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The problem is that Neal knows he's cute. ]
I have faith in you to figure that out on your own. You're a smart boy.
[ Two can play the coy game, even if Cable's coyness is more low-key. There's a dryness to a lot of his demeanor that some people find off-putting, but if anything it seems to draw Neal in more.
Cable's not complaining. ]
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[ Neal is arguably a fairly proactive individual, and he can definitely kick it into high gear when he sees something that he wants. Cable, for whatever reason, seems to easily fall into that category. And thus, Neal sits quietly, observing the other man cooking, but all the while making plans in his head of what he'll do when he wine glass needs refilled.
After a moment, he speaks up again, sitting up. ]
Do you know what would make this even better? Music.
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Depends on the music.
[ He's not a huge music person, but he thinks most of what Neal enjoys is easy enough to ignore. Besides, he'll only admit this to himself but he'll happily endure a few annoyances for Neal's sake. There's something about the other man's smile that soothes his own irritation. ]
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Grinning, he watches the other man as he prepares the meal he demanded, clearing his throat in a way that suggests he's more trouble than he's worth.
And then he hums the beginning notes of Summer Wind, fulling intending to belt out the rest once he gets to the appropriate part unless he's stopped. ]