20. “You’re too damn cute.” +Robron <3 :)
20. You’re too
Robert can’t remember the bloke’s name. He wishes he’d been paying attention when Aaron had brought it up because it’s even more annoying watching some fella with no bloody name touching up his husband.
Whoever he is has got his hand on Aaron’s forearm now, where it’s resting on the bar, tapping at it like he’s just gesturing but Robert saw the way he was leaning in earlier. It’s been half an hour of non stop touching and laughing and fluttering his bloody eyelashes. Robert’d have gone over there if Aaron wasn’t so oblivious to it all.
Doesn’t mean Robert can’t stare holes in the guy across the bar though. No harm in that.
“Look at you,” Vic says in an undertone. “You’re so cute.”
Robert glances over the bar at her. “You what?”
She nods and Aaron and whatshisface. “All jealous. It’s adorable.”
Robert gives her a dark look. “I don’t know what you’re talking about,” he taps his empty glass on the bar. “But I’ll have another pint if you’ve got nothing better to do.
Vic gives him a sympathetic smile. “I don’t think you’ve got anything to worry about. I’m sure he’s not Aaron’s type.”
That makes Chas laugh on her way past, leaning in to his and Vic’s conversation. “Yeah, tall, blond, full of himself. That doesn’t sound like anything our Aaron’d be interested in.”
Robert feels his face do something complicated, he doesn’t know what but it makes her laugh even harder. This is the worst.
Robert spends the rest of his even studiously ignoring everything and everyone. He’s not jealous. He just doesn’t see why the bloke has to keep touching.
They walk home together after closing time, Aaron’s new best mate long gone. It’s cold out, breath fogging the air, and Robert shoves his hands in his pockets so he doesn’t do something embarrassing like try and hold Aaron’s hand.
Aaron bumps their elbows together. “So what was all that about tonight?”
Robert looks down, they’re passing through a pool of orange under a streetlight and he doesn’t want Aaron to get a good look at his lying face when he says, “What was what about?”
He can hear the eyebrow Aaron just quirked. “Really? So you didn’t spend all night glaring at Josh? My mistake.”
That is so. “Shut up,” Robert says. “He kept pawing at you.”
Aaron laughs, the full belly one with teeth and everything, like Robert’s hilarious. “He’s straight,” he says.
And Robert can’t pass that one up. “So was I.”
Aaron laughs again. It’s an old joke but not one Robert usually get to make.
They’re almost at the door now. Liv’s left a light on in the hall.
Aaron turns to him as he gets out his key. “You’re not actually jealous are you? You do know that I’m married to you?” his smile’s teasing but his eyes are serious.
Robert huffs a little, he feels silly.
He tugs Aaron in, drapes his arms over Aaron’s shoulders so he can warm his cold hands in Aaron’s hood. “I just don’t like watching other blokes touch you, alright?” It lays him a bit too bare sometimes, being honest, but this is Aaron.
Aaron who tips their foreheads together and sighs against Robert’s mouth. “Well it’s a good job you’re the only bloke who’s going to be touching me tonight then isn’t?” Aaron says.
He’s flirting, Robert thinks, giddy. Has to grin. “Is that so?”
It’s ridiculous, standing on their own doorstep, not quite kissing, arms around each other. Robert hopes Liv’s not got her window open, they’ll never live it down.
Aaron pulls away to fist a hand in Robert’s jacket. “Take me upstairs and find out.”
And really. That’s not the sort of offer Robert’s about to turn down.