Goodnight felt like he was moving through a dream in the days they spent in his mother's house. Having Billy nearby helped, being able to see him and remember. For his part, he did his damnedest to stay out of the way of holiday preparations and remained cordial with Teddy.
Apparently word had spread that Lucien Robicheaux was back home; he overheard Anais talking with his mother about the people coming that evening. That was when Goodnight made his excuse to leave; he at least needed to get dressed. He took his time with that, trying to mentally prepare for socializing with people that had very particular ideas about him.
He saw Billy as he came down the stairs and for a moment he was struck still. God but he looked good, and suddenly the prospect of spending an entire evening pretending his man wasn't everything that he was seemed impossible. He made it down to the landing without falling over himself and for a moment stood too close to Billy. "Don't you clean up nice," he teased softly, needing just this moment.
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Date: 2016-12-13 05:11 pm (UTC)Apparently word had spread that Lucien Robicheaux was back home; he overheard Anais talking with his mother about the people coming that evening. That was when Goodnight made his excuse to leave; he at least needed to get dressed. He took his time with that, trying to mentally prepare for socializing with people that had very particular ideas about him.
He saw Billy as he came down the stairs and for a moment he was struck still. God but he looked good, and suddenly the prospect of spending an entire evening pretending his man wasn't everything that he was seemed impossible. He made it down to the landing without falling over himself and for a moment stood too close to Billy. "Don't you clean up nice," he teased softly, needing just this moment.