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Desmond knew how to do this. He'd run the course so many times. He'd learned to keep his steps light, to match his shadow to the ones on his wall. He hadn't made a single noise on the lead up to now, in the closed off room. One man sitting on a chair, his back to the wall. He knew he hadn't been seen, that he had been quiet enough to be unnoticed.
But the man on the chair had seen him.
Oh, good, he's going to torture it out of Sean. Well, maybe he deserves it.
"I was wondering...if it was because of earlier. Because I am sorry and I-"
"Sean. I wasn't at dinner because I had to make up for ditching at lunch," Zavi says slowly, grinning the whole time.
Zavi tugs Sean's head down so he can kiss the top of it. "You think too much."
Sean bats him off, scowling as he blushes. "I thought you were mad at me!"
"For what? Having a father that expects too much from you? What are you gonna do about it?"
"No, keep going, I wanna hear about how you moped about the mess, searching for my face, but never finding me..."
Zavi laughs, and wraps an arm around Sean, hugging him close. "I'm a parasite, Sean, you're not getting rid of me."
"You liar," Zavi murmurs into Sean's ear, before leaning his head on his shoulder.
Sean pulls his hands away from his face so he can hug Zavi back, and lean his head on his.
Zavi presses his nose into Sean's hair, and closes his eyes. "Everyone in the kitchen was talking about Des. He blew everyone away during his test?"
"Yeah, dad included." Sean can hear the sadness in his own voice, remembering the argument he'd had with Desmond at dinner.
"...and I don't know if telling him that was the right thing, but he fucking hates being lied to. It's like...pathological, with him. He despises it."
Sean's hand is still tight in Zavi's, and it's enough to make Sean feel light headed. Or maybe that's the cigarette he smoked way too quickly.
"It's a tricky line to walk. But you did the right thing. Desmond had to know eventually, or he probably would've taken off into Nebraska. Or worse."
"The further north you go, the colder it gets! And it's already tits-freezingly cold here!" Zavi says, jabbing their joined hands up.
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