#terrorofthenight
Drake chuckles. “At this point, we’re going to have to get a bigger house, you me, Angie, Gos, and of course Launchpad…” He didn’t think he could ever ask LP to move out..he had bene there first… they had bought that house, and Gos looked to him as family, and Drake could never rip that away from her.
A little thrill went through Carlos’ chest - something terrifying, but also exciting. He hadn’t shopped for a house in a blended family situation before… it could be amazing.
“I think the girls can share for a little bit,” he said, meaning that they didn’t have to go house shopping right away. “But yeah… that sounds great. Wonderful.” He smiled wider, taking Drake’s hand and giving it a squeeze.
“No its fine.” He says quietly. “I just need to be more patient about things.”Drake smiles slowly as Carlos goes off. “And no… I like it when you talk… its endeering. Believe me.”
Carlos felt some doubt; Drake was upset, so he wasn’t exactly ‘fine’… but Carlos decided to keep it to himself.
“Yeah… I just don’t want you thinking that I’m making excuses,” Carlos admitted. “I literally just… forget… stuff like that. Not on purpose or anything, I’m just… really out of practice. But I do care about you. A lot.” He gently scratched the down feathers in Drake’s cheek. “I want you to know that… I mean, I wouldn’t be here with you like this if I didn’t like you the same way that you do.”
