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Alexander mumbled,
dipping his head. “And fine, I suppose he was attractive.”
     
    “To you, or in general?” Elijah asked. He
enjoyed how he had Alexander squirming. He loved Alexander dearly;
he had since the day they met nearly four years ago, and never once
had he seen his friend so coy.
     
    “He isn’t good looking in a handsome way,
exactly-- though he is, I guess. I mean, that doesn’t exactly
explain him properly,” Alexander said.. “He’s beautiful, is what
you’d call him.”
     
    Elijah grinned across the table at
Alexander, and let go of his hand. “What’s his name?”
     
    “Daniel. He’s a recovering egomaniac, he
told me.”
     
    Elijah chortled at that. “Oh?”
     
    “But he isn’t, really. I mean, I don’t think
so. He’s interesting, and I…” Alexander paused and frowned. “What
am I going on about? I don’t even know if he’s interested in me
that way. I mean, I couldn’t just ask him, and he couldn’t just ask
me. You know, ‘Hey, are you bent?’” Alexander’s pushed his plate
away. “I shouldn’t get ahead of myself. I need to call him, and see
from there. If I actually have the backbone to do it.”
     
    “He obviously wants you to call if he gave
you his number, Alex,” Elijah pointed out. “Now, are you going to
eat that?”
     
    Alexander sighed and nudged Elijah under the
table with his knee. “You buy me lunch, and then you eat my lunch.
Go for it.”
     
    Elijah grinned and pulled Alexander’s plate
to his side. “You will call him,” he said through a mouthful of
cheese. “I mean, you’re always telling me how no one treats you
normally just because of well, you know. Well, you’ve found someone
who will, or has so far, and you kind of have to latch on to that,
see where it goes.”
     
    Alexander slumped down in his chair and
slipped on his mittens.
     
    “That’s because he doesn’t know.”
     
    ***
     
    “Do I wait a few days, or is that just for
straight people?” Alexander asked, opening his refrigerator for
Elijah. Elijah leaned down and set a few items of food in the
fridge, looking back up at Alexander.
     
    “You said he’s a little crazy right?”
     
    “Eccentric, Eli. He’s funny,” Alexander
said. He emptied one of the grocery bags beside the door, his
finger hooking slightly in the plastic handles, and he winced.
“Fuck! I used to be able to get my own groceries, you know
that?”
     
    “Come on, Alex, let me do that,” Elijah
said. He stood and took the bag from Alexander. “He might not think
you’re too desperate if you call tonight,” Elijah continued,
opening up some boxes and storing them in the cupboards.
     
    Twice a month Elijah took Alexander
shopping, helping with the bags and then opening some of the more
difficult items for Alexander to use later. Elijah had been doing
it for a year now, despite Alexander’s insistence that he could
afford a cheap grocery delivery service.
     
    Elijah opened a tin of cat food and spooned
out a bowl full for the fat tabby who was fast asleep by the
heater.
     
    “No wonder it’s so cold in here.” Elijah
nudged the cat with his boot, and the animal barely raised his
head. The cat gave Elijah an annoyed look, eyes narrowed and ears
drawn back, and went back to sleep atop the vent. “I swear that
thing gets lazier by the day. He won’t even hiss at me properly
anymore. Lazy bastard.”
     
    “Oh, leave him alone. He’s a darling cat,
aren’t you Cat?” Alexander cooed, squatting down carefully and
stroking the cat’s back softly. The animal curled up, purring
loudly, nuzzling his face into Alexander’s wrist. “Sweet Cat.”
     
    Alexander patted the cat and stood, eyeing
up the phone from across the room. The little red light on the
answering machine blinked, and Alexander sighed. “Dare I check
that?” he mumbled, and Elijah chuckled.
     
    “I swear you're the last person in New York
to have an actual answering machine. Don’t be such a baby and
check