Raylan smiles that crooked, cat in the cream easy and amused smile of his, eyes half-mooning as he lets his expression do all the answering that might be needed. That was an image just for themselves. Anyway, did Tim think he'd just leave him in the car?
Of course not.
The car was thrown into park, engine killed and keys pulled out of habit, dark eyes sliding over to his partner at the question. Raylan always wanted a drink, but Tim was drunk and inviting him into his space. If he said yes, would Tim kinda hate him for it in the morning when he realizes he's given Raylan a glimpse into something he keeps so close to the chest?
But if Raylan were a cat, he would have already burned through his 9 lives for his curiosity and now was no different.
"Yeah, I could handle one." The smile stays playing on his lips as he moves out of the car and follows Tim towards his door.
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Of course not.
The car was thrown into park, engine killed and keys pulled out of habit, dark eyes sliding over to his partner at the question. Raylan always wanted a drink, but Tim was drunk and inviting him into his space. If he said yes, would Tim kinda hate him for it in the morning when he realizes he's given Raylan a glimpse into something he keeps so close to the chest?
But if Raylan were a cat, he would have already burned through his 9 lives for his curiosity and now was no different.
"Yeah, I could handle one." The smile stays playing on his lips as he moves out of the car and follows Tim towards his door.
"What'd'ya keep in stock?"