[ The smile still remains, at least for a while, until it slowly fades the more and more he's looking at Eliot. He still has a hand on the bottle, the other one loosely by Eliot, and he's suddenly aware of just how gorgeous the other's eyes are. It's a familiar feeling, one that's spreading up to the back of his neck, and his gaze is searching, almost pleading. ]
Eliot...
[ It's not said to stop him, however. It's said because he's not sure he can say anything else. ]
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[ The smile still remains, at least for a while, until it slowly fades the more and more he's looking at Eliot. He still has a hand on the bottle, the other one loosely by Eliot, and he's suddenly aware of just how gorgeous the other's eyes are. It's a familiar feeling, one that's spreading up to the back of his neck, and his gaze is searching, almost pleading. ]
Eliot...
[ It's not said to stop him, however. It's said because he's not sure he can say anything else. ]