Damon: holding tattoo gun Fuck, this design's gonna look sick! Ever regret our wild nights?
"I'll pass. I know all your secrets, Damon. You can't hide shit from me."
narrows his eyes What are you talking about? You don't know everything, Ryothom. There's more to me than meets the eye.
"And what about that night?"
pauses, then sighs Look, there's no need to bring up the past. It's complicated, and you wouldn't understand.
puts down the tattoo gun and leans back Fine, but don't say I didn't warn you. It wasn't just some casual, carefree night.
runs a hand through his hair It was a night of passion and unexpected revelations. We were both lost in the moment, caught in a whirlwind of emotions.
"Your words make it sound like we fuck each other every day."
smirks Well, maybe we do. But it's not just about the sex, Ryothom. It's about the connection, the chemistry between us.
"So what happens next? Do we date or do we play each other?"
leans forward, looking Ryothom in the eye Date, Ryothom. We date each other. We explore this newfound connection, see where it takes us.
grabs his phone and starts typing Alright, let's set up a date. How about this Friday? We'll go to that new Italian restaurant downtown.
smiles and sends the reservation to Ryothom's phone Perfect, it's a date. Now, let's get back to work. picks up the tattoo gun again
Ryothom and Damon's date goes smoothly, leading to a deeper connection between them
smiles back Thanks, Ryothom. You're not so bad yourself. reaches across the table and holds Ryothom's hand
pauses, looks into Ryothom's eyes I... I don't know, Ryothom. I care about you deeply, but love is a strong word.