Lev looks around again to make sure that no one he knows is in the theater, then snuggles into Alexander's shoulder and makes a little happy noise.

He's so cute!!! 

Sasha keeps holding him for as long as he seems to want to be held. 

Lev wants to be held for the entire movie!

And then they should make double-extra-sure there aren't any unexpected after-credits scenes. 

Lev seems nervous about having people see them (Sasha's guess is closeted), but by the time they're really truly extremely sure that there aren't any after-credits scenes, they're the only people left in the theater and there's nobody there to see Sasha turn and kiss Lev on the cheek. 

Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa.

"You're cute," he says, still hushed. "...we should probably leave the theater before they come in to clean up." 

"You're cute too. I mean, you're not just cute, you're really hot, I mean, I don't just, I mean--"

Another kiss, on the lips this time. "Thank you." 

Coherent thoughts are not really Lev's strong point right now. 

He grins stupidly up at Sasha and then kisses him.

He's so cute! And so good! 

They can just keep doing that until the lights come on and the door opens for the clean-up people, at which point Sasha will hurriedly stand up and start collecting their garbage. 

It's really very unfair and unreasonable for Lev to be expected to do something other than kiss Sasha. 

He cleans up the garbage and "accidentally" touches Sasha a bit more than is reasonable.

They're on a date, it's completely reasonable.

Once they leave the theater Sasha gauges Lev's body language before trying to touch him again. 

He really, really wants Sasha to touch him.

Then they can keep holding hands! 

"We could go to a park. Or something." 

He flinches away when Sasha tries to grab his hand. 

"We should go to a park."

...right. Closeted. "There's one I pass by sometimes over this way," he says, and doesn't mention that "sometimes" means "when I'm swinging downtown to fight Sandman." 

"Sorry. I want to hold hands with you, I just. The last time my parents saw a news story about gay marriage they were talking about disgusting faggots who deserve to die of HIV for the next hour and I... don't think I'd make a great homeless person."

"I'm so sorry." 

He'd squeeze Lev's hand if they were holding hands. 

"Sorry for getting all depressing during the d-- while we're hanging out."

"Don't be sorry. It's been a great date." 

aaaaaaaaAAAAAAAAAaa

"Maybe we could go to your place if your parents are cool or, like, busy."

"We...don't have a lot of space, there'd be basically no privacy, but they're cool. — um, I'm the only one in my family who speaks English, so we can talk about whatever we want, they'll just be in the room for it." 

"What do they speak?"

"Russian and some Yiddish." 

"я тоже."