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Mock-offended, Kyle just makes a face before leaning over to kiss David's cheek quickly.
The sun is sinking when they finally load into a can to drive over to the Spotted Cat, which is dark in a pleasant way with a dancefloor and stage. Kyle pulls David to the back, where he's paid extra to have a table reserved.
The back is a relief, and David can't help the pleased little smile on his lips when he settles down. He grabs the drink menu and considers it, but his eyes keep flashing to the stage, excited for when the music would start.
"Do you even like jazz?" he asked his boyfriend at a whisper.
Starting is a good thing, and David moves his seat closer to Kyle's so they can sit thigh to thigh. The contact is nice and he leans his head against Kyle's shoulder as he waits for things to play.
If there's a heaven, Kyle will think later that it might be those hours he spends with David is the Spotted Cat that night. Pressed close, the music rolling over them and making their bodies sway in response, his entire world David's radiant smile.
It's late and the formal concert has ended, but jazz musicians just hop up on stage, playing with each other whether they know one another or not. It's chaos in the best way, people brought together by music.
Kyle gets up to go to the bathroom, not terribly surprised when he comes back to find an attractive woman asking David to dance.
"Go on," he says as he sits back down, smiling. "You know you wanna."
He'd been trying to tell the woman he wasn't really in the mood to dance, because he just wanted Kyle to come back and restore the magic. But he knows he has to figure things out.
"You really want me stepping all over your feet?" On the dancefloor, swing dancers are spinning and kicking, while other less impressive dancers move on the outside.
Kyle looks at David with frank adoration. He looks at the woman waiting and shrugs apologetically. "Sorry, he's mine and it's his birthday." He gets up and offers his hands to David.
"You don't embarrass me when I love you," David answers, pulling Kyle to his feet and over to the edge of the floor, with the people who don't dance as vigorously. The people that Kyle should be able to keep up with.
Kyle has almost no rhythm. It's frankly hilarious, and he's well aware that a few people are definitely amused by his attempts to groove with his handsome date. He can't bring himself to mind, though.
"I also am the one who get to decide what I do and don't like," he was happy to point out.
And maybe some people find it funny, but David just likes spending this time with him. And if he can lure Kyle into something a bit slower, he absolutely will.
"Do you even have the energy?" David laughs. It seems so impossible. But he'll do what is asked if it's wanted. Because he would absolutely want it too.
Yeah, he does date younger people in canon
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15/4/21 00:13 (UTC)The sun is sinking when they finally load into a can to drive over to the Spotted Cat, which is dark in a pleasant way with a dancefloor and stage. Kyle pulls David to the back, where he's paid extra to have a table reserved.
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15/4/21 00:20 (UTC)"Do you even like jazz?" he asked his boyfriend at a whisper.
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15/4/21 00:42 (UTC)"It's okay," he replies. "I don't dislike it. And I bet it's better live."
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15/4/21 00:51 (UTC)"It's SO much better live. Because Jazz is about improv, about the feelings in the moment. Jazz is, well, living music."
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15/4/21 01:42 (UTC)He smiles. "I think I'll like it. I-- oh, oh, I think it's starting."
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15/4/21 05:35 (UTC)It's late and the formal concert has ended, but jazz musicians just hop up on stage, playing with each other whether they know one another or not. It's chaos in the best way, people brought together by music.
Kyle gets up to go to the bathroom, not terribly surprised when he comes back to find an attractive woman asking David to dance.
"Go on," he says as he sits back down, smiling. "You know you wanna."
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15/4/21 05:43 (UTC)"You sure I can't convince you, Kyle?"
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15/4/21 05:55 (UTC)"This is your chance, Kyle. Let me know what you want."
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15/4/21 05:59 (UTC)"I'll try not to embarrass you too much."
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15/4/21 06:03 (UTC)Kyle has almost no rhythm. It's frankly hilarious, and he's well aware that a few people are definitely amused by his attempts to groove with his handsome date. He can't bring himself to mind, though.
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15/4/21 06:07 (UTC)And maybe some people find it funny, but David just likes spending this time with him. And if he can lure Kyle into something a bit slower, he absolutely will.
"This might be the best birthday ever."
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15/4/21 06:14 (UTC)It's sweaty and loud but Kyle is so happy to press himself close to David as the tempo slows.
"Good. I wanted you to remember it forever."
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15/4/21 15:27 (UTC)Which with his brain seems highly unlikely. He pulls Kyle closer and smiles, humming along with the music as they dance.
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15/4/21 17:46 (UTC)It's nearly three AM, the party still going, when Kyle starts flagging. "Think I might pass out," he tells his boyfriend.
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15/4/21 17:56 (UTC)The dancing was wonderful, but even David could see his boyfriend just about sagging.
"Piggy ride to the hotel?"
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15/4/21 18:04 (UTC)Kyle laughs. "That's a hell of a long way, dude, we took a cab! But if you're game we can see how far you get."
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15/4/21 18:07 (UTC)"Yeah, you better put me to bed."
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