[Fraser listens. It's good that he does, and that he's learnt to let Ray say his piece when it's something from the heart. It's not easy for Ray to talk actual feelings, not when this is all a completely new concept for him and he hadn't had a chance to even sort out his own thoughts on the matter. He spoke as the words came to him, straight from the heart. Of love and wanting to be together, and if that's what his instincts were saying, then they can't be wrong.
Who cares if this is with a guy? Fraser's not like most guys, and virtually everyone who knew the two of them knew they had some sort of special relationship going on long before today. They were practically inseparable as it was, so this wouldn't be any different for them both, not really. Especially not if they do retreat back to Canada for an extended stay, maybe go to Fraser's cabin, maybe find new adventures to do, meet old friends. It's all pretty appealing, even with the memories of hardships.
Fraser makes a statement Ray's not entirely sure either of them will ever be able to keep to, but the sentiment is sweet enough, proof that the Mountie cares enough to want to be with him. Ray doesn't even mind if they spend time away, not if he's got the knowledge that they'll be back together again. It's the not knowing that he hated when heading back to Chicago. Not knowing if that Canada adventure had been the last time the two of them would be as close as that. Not knowing if they were just going back to the daily grind for the rest of their partnership. Now they both knew where they stood, that they were both willing to share more than just their time at work together, and that alone meant enough to Ray.
He smiles into the kiss, smirking like an idiot even as he's urged away. Standing there the rest of the night was pretty appealing as it is, but he can't really deny the suggestion of music, which he moves to carry out immediately. The music system is found with ease (you can't really miss it, even with all the pretentious decorating) and he quickly fiddles with a few buttons until he realises there's a playlist there. A 'wedding' playlist. Perfect for newly wed couples, a mix of carefully chosen classical tunes, slow dance tracks and generic things you'd hear for first dances and 'our song' choices. It'll do, rather than risk the crap that's on the radio, and then Ray moves back towards the loveseat, dropping himself into the furs and slumping into it.]
If this is gonna end in a lap dance, Frase, I left my ones in my wallet.
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Who cares if this is with a guy? Fraser's not like most guys, and virtually everyone who knew the two of them knew they had some sort of special relationship going on long before today. They were practically inseparable as it was, so this wouldn't be any different for them both, not really. Especially not if they do retreat back to Canada for an extended stay, maybe go to Fraser's cabin, maybe find new adventures to do, meet old friends. It's all pretty appealing, even with the memories of hardships.
Fraser makes a statement Ray's not entirely sure either of them will ever be able to keep to, but the sentiment is sweet enough, proof that the Mountie cares enough to want to be with him. Ray doesn't even mind if they spend time away, not if he's got the knowledge that they'll be back together again. It's the not knowing that he hated when heading back to Chicago. Not knowing if that Canada adventure had been the last time the two of them would be as close as that. Not knowing if they were just going back to the daily grind for the rest of their partnership. Now they both knew where they stood, that they were both willing to share more than just their time at work together, and that alone meant enough to Ray.
He smiles into the kiss, smirking like an idiot even as he's urged away. Standing there the rest of the night was pretty appealing as it is, but he can't really deny the suggestion of music, which he moves to carry out immediately. The music system is found with ease (you can't really miss it, even with all the pretentious decorating) and he quickly fiddles with a few buttons until he realises there's a playlist there. A 'wedding' playlist. Perfect for newly wed couples, a mix of carefully chosen classical tunes, slow dance tracks and generic things you'd hear for first dances and 'our song' choices. It'll do, rather than risk the crap that's on the radio, and then Ray moves back towards the loveseat, dropping himself into the furs and slumping into it.]
If this is gonna end in a lap dance, Frase, I left my ones in my wallet.