His pants aren't too hard to find at least, and Freddie pulls them on, white elastic slapping against his skinl.
"Yeah, usually," he says because it really is no less than the truth as he slips his shorts on as well and tosses his discarded tank into the open closet. He doesn't mention how people tend to disappear pretty quickly, how there's always something about him that doesn't want to make them stick around. It's not a big deal. And it's not like Freddie wants to keep them around either. Sex is easy. Anything more is messy.
When he turns back to Noah, his expression has settled once more into cool indifference.
"Not gonna get all Puritan on me, are you?" he asks, eyebrow arched. "Not quite prepared for a lecture at the moment."
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Date: 2016-08-28 06:43 am (UTC)"Yeah, usually," he says because it really is no less than the truth as he slips his shorts on as well and tosses his discarded tank into the open closet. He doesn't mention how people tend to disappear pretty quickly, how there's always something about him that doesn't want to make them stick around. It's not a big deal. And it's not like Freddie wants to keep them around either. Sex is easy. Anything more is messy.
When he turns back to Noah, his expression has settled once more into cool indifference.
"Not gonna get all Puritan on me, are you?" he asks, eyebrow arched. "Not quite prepared for a lecture at the moment."