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Fsssh-clack , the car door opens and John starts counting the seconds.
"You were flirting with him."
And here we are.
"You should probably have those sensors checked, tin can."
"My sensors work just fine and you were flirting with him."
How long till retirement? Too long. Way too much time.
He sighs: "No."
"Yes, John." Dorian insists. The bastard.
"C'mon, did you seen him?" he gives up, the damn toaester will never give him rest, "I mean, he was undressing me with his eyes."
"So you were flirting with him!" he says triumphant.
"Well, he didn’t look half bad." admits John cautiously.
"I’m sorry?"
"You heard me the first time." he grunts.
A moment of silence. What a cruel illusion, since he knows Dorian will never let it go till he will learn every single infamous detail.
"So bad for Valerie." he tries, considering.
"Hey, I was just flirting, it's not like I wanted to marry him or something."
"John, he was... well, a he."
"Yeah? Thank you for pointing that out. Really, I don’t know what I’d do without your support. Taxpayers money not wasted at all."
Sarcasm. Best way out of this.
Maybe.
Why does he have to look at him in that way?
Why does he have to look at him at all?
"Look, I’m not blind, ok? I acknowledge beauty when I see it."
Silence. That kind of silence where he can hear Dorian's cybernetic circuits work frantically.
Now, if the damn bot could just avoid staring at him as intensely as much he’s processing. Thank you.
"What now?"
"Nothing." Dorian casts at him a Cheshire smile, "You’re just full of surprises, John."
And it ends there, with that smile and the strange yearning it gives him.