[It's around eight o'clock. Dinner has been cooked and eaten; the dishes have been done. Everyone is in various states of relaxing, lazing about, enjoying their new Christmas presents or simply digesting. It's a quiet day, and promises to be an even quieter night.
And somewhere in the house, Polnareff comes up behind Bruno, hands sliding over his arms and chin resting on his shoulder. His boyfriend had been lounging on the couch and reading, but not anymore.]
I have, [he announces quietly,] a surprise for you. But you have to be sneaky-- don't tell anyone, all right?-- and you have to meet me outside. Dress warm, we're going on a walk. It's not far.
[He pulls back before Bruno can ask any questions, hands shoving in his pockets. He's not particularly sneaky himself, but he is fairly quiet as he yanks on his coat and heads out the door to wait for his boyfriend.]
12/27ish
And somewhere in the house, Polnareff comes up behind Bruno, hands sliding over his arms and chin resting on his shoulder. His boyfriend had been lounging on the couch and reading, but not anymore.]
I have, [he announces quietly,] a surprise for you. But you have to be sneaky-- don't tell anyone, all right?-- and you have to meet me outside. Dress warm, we're going on a walk. It's not far.
[He pulls back before Bruno can ask any questions, hands shoving in his pockets. He's not particularly sneaky himself, but he is fairly quiet as he yanks on his coat and heads out the door to wait for his boyfriend.]