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mouth, and Dominic stares at him for a little
while longer. It occurs to him then that Killian has actually been noticing
him, so much so that he has paid attention to Dominic blowing off advances from
other people. He doesn't mention how he hasn't been blowing off Annie, as much
as just not hitting on her, and that there really hasn't been a need for
either, so far. He's not exactly into her, and she knows that. At least, he assumes
she does.
    "Alright,
fine," Dominic says, sounding a little petulant. "But how would you
like it if people bet on your straight- ness ?"
    Killian
cocks his head, taking the lollipop out of his mouth.
    "Well,
that would be difficult," he says. "Seeing as how I don't have any
straight- ness to speak of. Although, people have
misguidedly called me half- straight , so there's that . "
    Dominic
turns his attention to him properly now, a little surprised, eyes slightly
narrowed.
    "So,
you're...?" he trails off, and Killian looks at him.
    "Say
it," he whispers dramatically. "Out loud."
    Dominic's
expression falls at the lame movie reference, morphing into one of flat, unamused boredom, while Killian widens his eyes to add to
the drama.
    "Bisexual,"
he says, as though talking about some mythical creature, and Dominic rolls his
eyes, muttering wordlessly in exasperation. He hears Killian snicker as he puts
the lollipop back in his mouth, and another few seconds pass before he speaks.
"In all seriousness, though," he says, taking the lollipop out.
"I don't like picking sides. And there's enough of me for everyone."
    Dominic
scoffs.
    "You
sound awfully sure of yourself," he says dryly, and Killian hums.
    "I
like to think I have reason to," he says, and Dominic looks back at him.
There's nothing teasing about his expression, nothing charming or appealing
about his general vibe and personality, so it's hard to see why anyone would
want to be around him too much. That being said, he is hot, and now knowing that he also swings both ways, Dominic
can't help but more acutely notice that. It seems that having even the most
miniscule shot with someone increases their attractiveness threefold, and he
does his best not to eye the raven-haired artist up and down too obviously.
    Killian
raises his eyebrows a little, perhaps noticing the way Dominic's gaze has
shifted ever so slightly from just observational to curious, maybe even
interested. He doesn't mention it though, just drags his eyes away from Dominic
to glance over at the locked building behind them.
    "Doesn't
look like they'll be opening up, anytime soon," he says. "I'm gonna
head home for the night."
    Dominic
blinks, honestly a little surprised.
    "And
here I thought we were having a moment," he says sarcastically, hiding his
vague disappointment, while Killian gets up from the ground with a huff. He
puts the lollipop back in his mouth, brushes off his clothes.
    "Fuck
off," he says in a muffled voice, and Dominic knows he should be offended,
but he somehow can't find it in him to be. He just scoffs instead, trying not
to smile.
    "See
you around, douchebag ," he says, and gets a
middle finger from Killian in return, before the guy saunters away, slinging a
dark, worn-out satchel over his shoulder. Dominic watches him leave, observes
the way he walks, hands in his pockets, as though he just doesn't have a care
in the world as he makes his way along the paved path that leads away from the
art building. It's only after several seconds of staring that Dominic tears his
gaze away, and he looks back out over the water. It's completely still, apart
from a few mallards swimming around.
    The
sun is setting properly now, and the lights along the paved paths are
sputtering to life. It's not cold outside, but just sitting here suddenly feels
rather lonely and pointless, and Dominic sighs, folding his arms over his knees
and resting his chin against them. He glances to his left, where Killian, a
pain-in-the-ass guy whose name he didn't even know twenty minutes ago, just
sat,