[ Baby keeps a hand on the roof of his car, leaning close, looking way too affectionate with something that, at the end of the day, if a multitude of pieces of metal put together. It's just - driving saved his life so many times before, and right now, he feels like he's drowning. Surely it should help now. ]
My pocket. Why?
[ He eyes Alec suspiciously for a moment, patting his pocket with his free hands, keys clinking together. He opens his mouth again, but this time, he doesn't even think as the words come out. ]
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My pocket. Why?
[ He eyes Alec suspiciously for a moment, patting his pocket with his free hands, keys clinking together. He opens his mouth again, but this time, he doesn't even think as the words come out. ]
You're just as beautiful as her, you know?