Another kiss. Louis makes a soft sound into his mouth, subvocal encouragement. A revelation still, kissing Daniel. That Daniel leans up to kiss him, that they are here and have found their way to this.

It only took fifty years or so.

"I want to go everywhere with you," Louis tells him. A giddy kind of promise, aware of the potential unfurling ahead of them. Years and years to go where they like, anywhere Daniel has ever wished to see or visit. Years to do as they like, together. "Any kind of date, any place."

Louis has been laying low, out of sight. But who would ever look for Louis du Lac in a movie theater, seeing whatever Daniel chose for them?

And there is real appeal in distracting Daniel, even from a terrible movie.