Hunger Pains: Kian, tags Connor, open

[Connor Pearce]

It was hard for Connor not to just stare at Kian at the tone of his voice, what the other said, his pale skin getting considerably blushed. He wasn’t shy, and rarely felt awkward around others, not confident, at a loss for words. But, the thing with not dating often meant that he really didn’t have much of a clue about dating, and the whole gamut of things related to dating. He could pretend, of course, but the other guy was clearly more experienced than him. So it made him a little unsure of how to act himself. Besides grin like an idiot. Maybe dreaming about mimes wasn’t all that bad. “Well, now, I’m looking forward to finding out how you plan to do that.”

“No, it’s okay. It’s really big of you, how you’re coping with it all, I’m sure your father would be proud.” And Connor was impressed himself, if something like that happened to his father, he couldn’t see himself being so calm about him, even seven months on. Kian called himself bitter, but, Connor thought he wasn’t bitter enough. He would have completely understood if the other male was planning some sort of revenge campaign against the drunk driver.

“Personal photographer? So basically just travel the world, take some photos and bum around? Well, you better make it now. You better get mega famous by graduation day.” Connor laughed. “I’m serious Kian, you’ve got me sold on this idea now, you have to deliver.” He tried very hard not to think about spending all that time with him, alone, which would be a bit stalkerish and creepy seeing how they just met. Connor really had to get out more. At least for his sanity, if nothing else.

He glanced at his watch, before popping the last of his muffin, and grabbing the bag containing Julia’s. Guess we better head off for school, or we’ll be late. Do you need a lift there? My car’s just outside.” he offered, very hopeful.

[Kian O'Connor]

Kian blushed as Connor praised him for his restraint regarding his father's death. At home he wasn't nearly as stoic and spent most of the time locked in his room so that if something reminded him, he wouldn't be caught crying like a girl. "I am not always so good at coping," he admitted.

He smiled happily when Connor said he would like to be in his entourage. "I will do my best, hopefully I will get a good start up on Thursday," he said taking Connor's hand and tangling their fingers together.

"Well I have my jeep and I will need it to get to dance class, otherwise i would much rather ride with you," Kian answered, disappointment clear on his face. He walked outside with Connor though, slinging his pack on one shoulder.

[Connor Pearce]

He wasn’t quite expecting Kian to hold his hand, wasn’t like he had even been on one date with him, but Connor quickly got over his surprise, squeezing his hand gently. It didn’t sound bad, travelling the world, taking photos, perving on a cute boy. Not a bad way to spend his time after leaving school, that’s for sure. And his father would have a fit, he didn’t know if that made it sound like maybe not a good idea, or make it even more attractive. At least Kian was Irish, that had to make it a bit better for his old man.

It was a shame that the other male had a car, if only for the fact that it meant they had to part ways. Still, Connor had a date! He would have to do a bit of a jig about it in the privacy of his home. And maybe skip school a little early, to get ready. He would even try to convince Julia to skip early with him too. Though, he couldn’t see his friend knowing much more about getting dressed for a date than he did.

He hovered just a little awkwardly outside, wondering what he should do. Didn’t seem right to kiss him, even if he wanted to. And a handshake was just bad, even if they were already holding hands. In the end, he settled on leaning in and slightly uncomfortably kissing Kian’s cheek. “I’ll see you this afternoon then, at your class. Can’t wait.” He then walked off, back to his own car, resisting the urge to look behind him.

Wrapped / tag for wrapped