[Ray's moderately surprised Fraser's putting pleasure before business, but he's even more surprised that he himself had mentioned something as boring as responsibilities straight after his friend asked to be fucked. It's an odd switch of priorities but they certainly do balance one another out no matter the scenario, even if it does mean switching roles every now and then.
Of course, Fraser has to be a dick about it all, that cheeky little glance enough to make Ray want to punch and kiss him all at once. What an asshole. And Fraser doesn't even let up as he heads towards the door, surprising Dewey in the process (good timing on their behalf) and loudly talking about 'seconds' in the middle of the hallway.
Ray ducks his head as he exits the room, as if somehow he thinks people won't notice it's him following the Mountie if he does so. There's no way people will be able to guess who that spiky haired blond is trailing after the Mountie. At least it's not entirely unusual behaviour for either of them, awkward as Ray is and annoying as Fraser is.]
Lunch at my place then, sure. We can do that. No problem. Let me just uh...
[At least he remembered the totally irrelevant file from the room which he aims to sling on his desk on the approach.]
But you're askin' Fran. I don't deserve that kinda abuse from her. [Because if Ray asks, she bites his head off, and yet if Fraser asks it's all 'of course, whatever you say' with big eyes and fluttering lashes. Gross.]
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Of course, Fraser has to be a dick about it all, that cheeky little glance enough to make Ray want to punch and kiss him all at once. What an asshole. And Fraser doesn't even let up as he heads towards the door, surprising Dewey in the process (good timing on their behalf) and loudly talking about 'seconds' in the middle of the hallway.
Ray ducks his head as he exits the room, as if somehow he thinks people won't notice it's him following the Mountie if he does so. There's no way people will be able to guess who that spiky haired blond is trailing after the Mountie. At least it's not entirely unusual behaviour for either of them, awkward as Ray is and annoying as Fraser is.]
Lunch at my place then, sure. We can do that. No problem. Let me just uh...
[At least he remembered the totally irrelevant file from the room which he aims to sling on his desk on the approach.]
But you're askin' Fran. I don't deserve that kinda abuse from her. [Because if Ray asks, she bites his head off, and yet if Fraser asks it's all 'of course, whatever you say' with big eyes and fluttering lashes. Gross.]