[It had been a frustrating process, especially when Elliot was already distracted by Leo’s teasing praise, but he wanted to get the coffee right. Leo deserved a good cup of coffee. He wonders if he should have tried a more complicated recipe, such as one of those macchiato’s or whatever. He didn’t necessarily mind the new technology, but it was a lot to learn at once.]
I would be insulted if you didn’t.
[And then he’d get violent. Still, hearing that makes his pulse race a bit as if he had just drank an espresso.
Hmm Leo seemed like the espresso type. Maybe he could recommend one—]
Good?
[Elliot repeats him, frowning and searching Leo’s expression. It’s not because he takes any chance he can to look at his lovely eyes.]
no subject
I would be insulted if you didn’t.
[And then he’d get violent. Still, hearing that makes his pulse race a bit as if he had just drank an espresso.
Hmm Leo seemed like the espresso type. Maybe he could recommend one—]
Good?
[Elliot repeats him, frowning and searching Leo’s expression. It’s not because he takes any chance he can to look at his lovely eyes.]