You know, in my world, they don't ever talk about love when it comes to two men. Anything between men is purely physical. You can go have fun at a club or in a hotel room so long as you're being discreet, but you're expected to marry a woman and have a family as well. As long as you present the front of being an upstanding gentleman, you can keep those skeletons in your closet.
[Omi is defined by his regrets and guilt. They're things that weigh heavy on his shoulders, but they're the reason he's more willing to put himself out there.
Luca's lucky. Omi manages to miss the expression.]
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That's the situation you were in at home, right?
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It is, yes.
...my apologies. I asked you here, and now I'm dumping all of this on you.
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There's not much I can help with, when it comes to this kind of thing. But I can always listen.
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[If he doesn't admit to growing a feeling, then it won't be real.]
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[Like growing a feeling for someone.]
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I'm just not in the business of collecting more of those.
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Ah? How is that working for you so far?
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[Very Well.]
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For a moment there, an unusual expression comes across Luca's face. It's one he rarely shows here, despite how varied his emotions can be.
It's guilt. Guilt, regret, a wish to have acted differently.]
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It must have been a good week indeed, for you to smile like that.
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Luca's lucky. Omi manages to miss the expression.]
It really was.
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[Which is the reason why Luca's not going to swerve to banging this time. Not after this talk.
Their 100% bang rate, ruined.]
Well! I must thank you for stopping by for a visit. My shoulders feel much better now.
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[RIP to their bang rate, it was great while it lasted.]
Anyway, let me know if you need anything else.
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I will. And you do the same, alright?
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