"Even if it was a really, really pink frilly one," he agrees fervently, and he settles in with her.
And it's not flawless, like first times together aren't; it's awkward and halting and they both keep laughing at inopportune moments but -- it's pretty close to perfect. As long as it's Chloe Sullivan moving with him, Riley doesn't care about anything else.
* * * * *
In the morning, Riley is:
Wearing only a pair of (backward) black boxers with neon orange ghosts on them. Well, and the blankets.
Sprawled out with his hair hopelessly messy, and with one arm around Chloe.
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Date: 2006-11-13 01:19 am (UTC)And it's not flawless, like first times together aren't; it's awkward and halting and they both keep laughing at inopportune moments but -- it's pretty close to perfect. As long as it's Chloe Sullivan moving with him, Riley doesn't care about anything else.
* * * * *
In the morning, Riley is:
Wearing only a pair of (backward) black boxers with neon orange ghosts on them. Well, and the blankets.
Sprawled out with his hair hopelessly messy, and with one arm around Chloe.
Sleeping like the dead.