As Lex looked to Anatoly, Roger followed his gaze, and then immediately dropped it. Whatever inappropriate, carnal, capricious thought Roger had ever had about Anatoly, he pushed it down. He'd looked at Brian like that, he was sure of it, and in hindsight, he could recall times he'd caught Brian looking at him like that.
More than that, he was jealous -- that he didn't feel that way about anyone, that no one felt that way about him, and that the one that did had been taken from him.
Oh. Conversation. Right.
"Uh, yeah, no, you're right," he said, snapping back to the present. "Met some'a my favorite people here." Like Dean. Like Serena. Like Anatoly. Like Brian.
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Date: Jun. 20th, 2009 04:43 am (UTC)More than that, he was jealous -- that he didn't feel that way about anyone, that no one felt that way about him, and that the one that did had been taken from him.
Oh. Conversation. Right.
"Uh, yeah, no, you're right," he said, snapping back to the present. "Met some'a my favorite people here." Like Dean. Like Serena. Like Anatoly. Like Brian.