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[personal profile] burns_so_brightly 2012-02-15 11:02 pm (UTC)(link)
Come in!

[When Guy opens the door, he'll find the lights turned down. The room is lit with candles and dimmed floor lamps instead, and a very delicious-looking spread is on the dining table. Courtesy of Seventh Heaven: a lobster bisque soup, with lightly toasted baguettes as an appetizer. The main course has yet to be revealed. On a record player, Billie Holiday croons softly. Julian is doing this right.

Julian himself is dressed nicely, but not formally--typical date night fare, suit and tie with his hair slicked and his breath freshened. There is a secret stash of mints in one pocket, but Guy does not need to know this.]
burns_so_brightly: (Peek | Hay gaiz whazzup?)

PROSED!

[personal profile] burns_so_brightly 2012-02-16 11:31 pm (UTC)(link)
"We missed our first Valentine's Day." Julian pulls a chair out from the table and stands by it like a lackey. "I thought we could get it back."

It might sound a tad rehearsed, and it is. As far as rehearsed speeches go, it went pretty well. Julian only hopes that, after last week, Guy hasn't changed his mind about sticking with one man instead of staying open to chasing many.
Edited 2012-02-17 04:05 (UTC)
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[personal profile] burns_so_brightly 2012-02-17 12:24 pm (UTC)(link)
During the chin, Julian cups Guy's cheek, but can't keep from smiling into his boyfriend's mouth.

"Go on, now. I've spent all day at this."

Or he's spent all day fretting and only about a third of it actually setting up. The candles took a surprisingly long time.
burns_so_brightly: (Grinning | My Aunt Virginia.)

...During the KISS. What the heck?

[personal profile] burns_so_brightly 2012-02-17 11:16 pm (UTC)(link)
Julian grins and waits till Guy is seated before sitting himself. "I thought you'd like it. I can't take credit for it if you do."
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No. >.>

[personal profile] burns_so_brightly 2012-02-26 03:17 am (UTC)(link)
Julian takes a spoonful with a grin. "It's got a lot of cream it. I thought it'd be English enough for you."
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[personal profile] burns_so_brightly 2012-02-26 03:43 am (UTC)(link)
"You finally said something. Luck had nothing to do with it." The soup is vanishing fairly quickly. After so much planning and preparing, Julian is just now realizing how little he ate during the day, and the soup and bread are waking up his appetite.
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[personal profile] burns_so_brightly 2012-02-27 03:29 am (UTC)(link)
"So am I!" Julian chews at his bread, hoping he didn't turn the oven on too hot to keep the next course warm. Maybe the sooner Guy finishes his soup, the better.
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[personal profile] burns_so_brightly 2012-03-01 03:04 am (UTC)(link)
"A little." Julian rises to gather the dishes. "Nothing very good yet, but I'm just warming up. God, though, what I wouldn't give for a kitchen that's actually in the flat. I'll be back in a moment with the rest."

He carries the dishes out the door. By the time he returns from the kitchen down the hall, he's balancing two warm plates like a waiter. The plate he sets down in front of Guy contains the main course--fillet mignon on a bed of asparagus, topped with crab meat.

"I do have a wine to go with this. Would you like a glass?"
Edited 2012-03-01 03:17 (UTC)
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[personal profile] burns_so_brightly 2012-03-06 11:11 pm (UTC)(link)
"I'll get it." He wants Guy to know, for sure, that Julian is serious about this. Willing to work for it. That Julian...loves him? Maybe. Wants desperately to love him, and knows he one day will? Definitely. He's not going to content himself with passive acceptance of these intense feelings Guy has kept to himself as he romanticizes the man he never pursued. This is a very concrete, very tangible way to present himself and his sincerity in this, and taking the initiative unexpectedly might throw Guy for a loop, jar him from his fantasy so he knows how real this is. Julian can woo, too. He can even seduce.

Julian pours the wine--a ruby-red sangiovese, dry and not too sweet. He has a bottle of rich, sweet port to go with dessert later, kept in hiding for the moment.

"There. Hope you like it." He sits, waiting for Guy to take the first bite with a look of vicarious anticipation.