"You're going to have to be real lucky there," Liam decides with a high lift of his brow, exhaling a heavy puff of air. "I hear that guy is pretty hard to kill." He levels a broad grin at Marty, tilting his chin down to stare at him over his glasses as they dance. Not the best course of action, maybe, when you want to win the charm-or-be-charmed game. His smile immediately softens when their eyes meet, and Liam can't tear his gaze away. All those moths fluttering in his chest prove quite troublesome when confronted with their favorite flame. For just a few seconds, Liam indulges them, letting himself be a lovestruck teenager; taking in all the details of their first real dance date together. And when he snaps out of it, he's gnawing on his lower lip.
"You look like a spy." He mumbles and it comes out sounding somewhere between a roast and a come on. Liam's mind eventually wanders back to the game, and to making Marty's life difficult. "Be an awful shame if someone blew your cover."
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Marty & Liam
Date: 2019-05-01 03:44 am (UTC)"You look like a spy." He mumbles and it comes out sounding somewhere between a roast and a come on. Liam's mind eventually wanders back to the game, and to making Marty's life difficult. "Be an awful shame if someone blew your cover."