John just raised an eyebrow at Bobby's retreating back. It was his house, his rules. His boyfriend? Definitely his rules. And if that meant claiming credit for an idea what had been John's anyway, that was perfectly fine by him. Finishing off his coffee before it cooled, he was still partly shaking his head at how ludicrous this was. Hi, this is Bobby. Went to school together, before I subsequently tried to both kill and date him.
It probably wasn't one of those things that sounded less weird outside his head. Fortunately no-one remindered who he was, so he wouldn't really have to have that introduction - and John found he was a little disappointed, actually. It sure as hell would knock people's socks off. Bobby'd probably hate it, though.
Shame there wasn't really anyone - except there was. "Oh, Bobby?" John called out. And this definitely wasn't a 'Drake' moment. "I met someone who knows who I am." Thank God he didn't have to look at the reaction on Bobby's face. "Redhead. Female. Fucking gorgeous, actually." Not that he'd noticed.
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Date: 2015-01-21 01:52 am (UTC)It probably wasn't one of those things that sounded less weird outside his head. Fortunately no-one remindered who he was, so he wouldn't really have to have that introduction - and John found he was a little disappointed, actually. It sure as hell would knock people's socks off. Bobby'd probably hate it, though.
Shame there wasn't really anyone - except there was. "Oh, Bobby?" John called out. And this definitely wasn't a 'Drake' moment. "I met someone who knows who I am." Thank God he didn't have to look at the reaction on Bobby's face. "Redhead. Female. Fucking gorgeous, actually." Not that he'd noticed.