Bridge has a blanket spread out on the sand and takeout cartons from Ching Tai arranged on the blanket. Now all he needs is the person he's set this up *for*.
[ooc: for the guy with the eyepatchWatcher ...boyfriend.]
"I can see where that might be something you'd want to leave glossy." Xander swipes frosting off his cupcake and licks his finger thoughtfully. "Are you gonna get in trouble if it, ah, gets unglossed, though?"
Xander looks at him, for the first time letting himself take really-for-real seriously the idea that it could actually happen. "I don't know..." What I'd do. "How to even process that idea," he admits. Sort of. Considering it's not quite the first thing he thought.
Somehow, where the cupcake fell isn't quite as important as needing to be holding onto Bridge's fingers again right now. Xander looks down for a second, then nods. "I meant it when I said I can't lose you again."
"Good, because if I have to wait until I'm forty-something to see you again, Men In Uniform is gonna name me their Most Valuable Subscriber by the time fifteen years are over. Just sayin'."
Oh inappropriate humor, old buddy, who never deserts you in time of need...
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