champagne, cocaine, gasoline; and most things in between
Scoffing into his pillow at that, Mateo finds himself grinning at the mental image of Everest strong-arming two demigods up to Stormbreak to visit their son. Even if he's not quite as convinced that the other man will succeed, it's enough to know that he's even willing to try. "Or," he murmurs softly, "perhaps I will just write them a letter and see if they would like to come and see me." It sounds very doable all of a sudden, especially now there's a place for them to visit again.
Awwwing appropriately at the aviator's comments about Isla, Mateo nudges him gently. "I think you are going to be the best boyfriend," he informs him, foreign as the word seems on his tongue when it comes to Everest.
"I love you too, Ever," he says softly. "And do not worry. I knew it even when you were not able to say it so easily."
Awwwing appropriately at the aviator's comments about Isla, Mateo nudges him gently. "I think you are going to be the best boyfriend," he informs him, foreign as the word seems on his tongue when it comes to Everest.
"I love you too, Ever," he says softly. "And do not worry. I knew it even when you were not able to say it so easily."
