Hm. Maybe not the kind of statement Daniel finds comforting.
"Daniel," he appeals. A little squeeze in return, the pressure of his thumb over Daniel's knuckles. "Daniel, I'm not doing anything I don't want to do these days."
Flexing autonomy. Chasing idle desires. Some of this manifests in decor. Some of it manifests in a heist. Louis is pleasing himself these days. He isn't averse to the messiness and danger of what they'd just done.
"I wanted to get you out. I wanted you to have your information. I don't care about the rest."
Maybe in a few days Louis can tell him it was fun, in a way.
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Hm. Maybe not the kind of statement Daniel finds comforting.
"Daniel," he appeals. A little squeeze in return, the pressure of his thumb over Daniel's knuckles. "Daniel, I'm not doing anything I don't want to do these days."
Flexing autonomy. Chasing idle desires. Some of this manifests in decor. Some of it manifests in a heist. Louis is pleasing himself these days. He isn't averse to the messiness and danger of what they'd just done.
"I wanted to get you out. I wanted you to have your information. I don't care about the rest."
Maybe in a few days Louis can tell him it was fun, in a way.