[Simon's mouth hangs open in awe as he experiences a sensation that stuns him into silence, a mixture of bewilderment and nostalgia. This place is a lot less tidy than his own room, but it's similar, and full of many of the things he also loves. He's spend so much time honing his craft and bossing children around that he's forgotten the simple joy of meeting a new person, which he now recognizes that he does indeed miss.
While he doesn't say anything in response at first, America will notice that Simon doesn't let go of the other's hand, instead gingerly squeezing back and allowing himself to be dragged.]
[ While Alfred is usually oblivious to everything, he does take notice that Simon is observing his walls. His head tips to his shoulder, a closed lip but sincere smile on his face. He still hasn't let go of Simon's hand by the time they've seated themselves and steadies his other palm over the other blond's hand.
He's also affection starved. ]
Haha, it's okay, bud. You'll just have to show me another time, buuuut-- You like all the stuff on my walls? I've spent, like, years collecting it all.
[ By years, he means years. There's a lot of antiques in here. He just had a hard time of letting things go sometime. ]
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Date: 2021-06-14 03:15 am (UTC)While he doesn't say anything in response at first, America will notice that Simon doesn't let go of the other's hand, instead gingerly squeezing back and allowing himself to be dragged.]
Huh?
Oh, wow, I... Totally forgot about it.
[a miracle]
Sorry.
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Date: 2021-06-14 03:27 am (UTC)He's also affection starved. ]
Haha, it's okay, bud. You'll just have to show me another time, buuuut--
You like all the stuff on my walls? I've spent, like, years collecting it all.
[ By years, he means years. There's a lot of antiques in here. He just had a hard time of letting things go sometime. ]