"I uhm. . .it's uhm, nothing important really, I uhm, it's just friends being friends, and them trying to get under my skin." Bennet said with a small shrug, "But, again, it's not too big of a deal, I just can't let them bother me." He finally noticed the popcorn and his jaw nearly dropped, "Oh my gosh. . .you're going to share some of that, right?" That was so much butter, honestly a little too much, but he didn't care too much about that, popcorn is still popcorn. "And how much do I owe you for the popcorn? The prices at these place are ridiculous, so I can at least pay for half, please?" Bennet was trying to change the conversation as quickly as possible, it sort of annoyed him at times that his emotions were always quite visible, and this guy seemed very perceptive. The sooner he brought the attention off him, the better.
The distraction worked for the moment, but Connor would probably remember later. He laughed at Bennet’s reaction. “Yeah of course I’m gonna share. And no I’m not letting you pay, we already talked about this. You paid for the tickets, I’ll pay for food. It’s all good.”
"No fair, can I at least pay for half?" He playfully crossed his arms and pouted a little, "It's not all good, I'll feel terribly guilty if you don't let me pay for at least someeetttthhhhiiiiiinnnnggg." He whined a little bit to accentuate his point, "Or you can pay for this and I'll pay for the takeout, how's that sound?" Before Connor could answer, Bennet's phone buzzed again, but this time, instead of him checking it he just ignored it, "It's only fair if we do that."
“Okay fiiiiine you can pay for takeout.” He sighed dramatically in false annoyance but he couldn’t help the smile that crept up on to his face. “Will that help ease your guilty conscience?” He teased, locking eyes with the other.
"Of course it would. I wouldn't be able to rest knowing that you paid for everything." Bennet tried to stifle a laughter as he became slightly more dramatic, "So many sleepless nights thinking of what I could of done to help pay for something." He let an extremely dramatic sigh, which caused the person behind him to loudly shush him. Bennt sheepishly apologized to the man, then turned back to face Connor, locking eyes with him again, "Any ideas on where to go then?"
He had to muffle his laughter with one hand. As soon as he had it under control he would reply to Bennet. “I think there’s a decent Chinese place on our way back home.”
"Okey dokey, that sounds good, it's been a while since I've had some good Chinese food, other than ramen, but I don't think that counts, so let's just say I haven't had Chinest food in a while." Bennet grabbed a handful of the popcorn and began to munch on it. He was about to say something else, but the lights began to dim and movie started.
Connor fell silent as the lights dimmed. Automatically, he was focused on the screen. As the movie started, he was visibly very interested. He occasionally grabbed a handful of popcorn, not really watching when he did.
Bennet on the other hand wasn't all that interested in the movie, he wasn't going to complain or anything, but this sort of movie just didn't really interest him. He vividly remembered that war, and this movie was surprisingly accurate. So, he just let his mind zone out, just thinking about life, and some random, but deep exstestential questions. As the movie progressed Bennet continued to snack here and there on the popcorn, his hand occasionally bumping into Connor's. He didn't want to make it seem as though he was trying to well. . .you know. . Every time they did bump hands, he would awkwardly pull his hand away, and eventually decided to just let Connor have the popcorn.
Every time their hands would touch, Connor would mumble out a quick sorry, but besides that he didn’t seem phased. He also remembered that war vividly. He was grateful it wasn’t an actual documentary. Because there were definitely times when Alec was on the frontlines. Connor had been there too sometimes, never by choice. That war had been terrible, and he knew a lot of demons had taken advantage of the chaos to do what they wanted. Connor had done the best he could to help people. This movie was making him recall all their faces, and even some names.
During the duaration of the movie, after he finally came up with a few answers to his questions, he had decided that he had been weirding himself out. He was acting awkwardly around Connor for no apparent reason, well other than the fact that he was an awkward person, but that wasn't too much of an excuse. He would need to just try to be normal around the guy, and hopefully not weird him out. That sort of brought him to another idea, something he had been wanting to do for a while, Well, since they can't keep too good of an eye on me down here. Maybe it's time that I try new things, and be a little less angelic all the time. Hhmph, like that'd ever happen, Well, I guess I'll just do what I need to do and go back home. He absentmindedly let out a sigh, then grabbed another handful of popcorn, the food was honestly a little addictive, he was going to need a lot of this around the apartment.
((Embrace the gay Bennet embrace the gaaaaaaayyyyy))
At some point in the movie he got too deep into his memories and had to find something else to focus on. That something ended up being Bennet. He tried to not look like he was staring. ‘I wonder what’s going on inside that guy’s head.’ He thought to himself. Bennet was a lot different than other humans he’d met in his lifetime.
((Oof, this baby is just too shy about that stuff))
Once the movie began to end was when Bennet actually began to enjoy it, but soon it was over. During the last twenty minutes of the movie, he had sort of formulated a plan on how he could come out of his shell, and maybe out of the closet too. Maybe he would take a little bit longer to do this mission, or if he had the choice, not return. The houselights came up, and he turned to look at Connor, "Hungry yet, or do you want to go back to the apartment? Once you're hungry, I can pick the food up, it's no problem."
((Poor baby :( Connor’s just been in bi panic for so long he’s used to it XD))
“Let’s just go eat now. You never want to go out super late at night.” They’d pretty much eaten all the popcorn. “And somehow I’m still hungry even after the popcorn.” He chuckled softly.
((OOf, these poor boys))
Bennet nodded standing up, brushing off all the remaining popcorn off his lap, "That sounds great, and remember, I'm paying for the food, no helping me." He shook his head, trying to keep in a laugh, "I know, and you ate almost all of it, now come on, I'm starving."
((I have a feeling they’re gonna end up pining for each other for awhile oof))
Connor rose to his feet, stretching out one of his arms that was on the verge of falling asleep. “Got it. I won’t even try to help you pay. I promise.”
(Yeah, I mean, we could always push them together or something)
((Yeah we’re probably gonna end up doing that honestly))
(You're probably right))
"You better not, at all." Bennet said with a small smirk, as the two started to walk out of theater together, "So, did you like the movie? I didn't really pay too much attention, but you seemed to be really interested in it, at least I think you were."
“I won’t!” He replied with a grin that turned a little bit shy when Bennet mentioned how interested Connor had been in the movie. “I guess I just really like history or something??” He laughed self consciously. “I don’t know..it’s pretty dorky of me.”
((I’m sorry if that didn’t make sense I’m kinda brain dead rn))
"History isn't dorky, scince is. . .And now I'm calling myself a dork. But history is cool too, I just wish that it was you know, less wars and battles and death and gone and stuff like that, and more peace and kindness the world could use so much more of that, you know?" He turned to look at Connor, wanting to see what he thought of that.
“Yeah that would be nice. But I honestly don’t think that people could ever not fight. That’s how humanity’s survived this long, by fighting and evolving. All the conflict is what makes the peace so much better.” He realized he’d accidentally started talking as if he wasn’t part of humanity, but it was too late to cover it up now. “Sorry..I start talking all weird like that sometimes. A side effect of being a recluse artist.”
"HHmph, they would be better off if they just treated each other not as rivals or enemies, but as a large, well family. There would be much less division and wars, therefore the world could just all grow together, not just some countries or people dominating others." He was yet to catch on that he was talking the same way, "What do you mean talking weirdly. . .Oh, uhm, yeah, I see what you mean, I mean I don't think it's weird, but okay.."
Connor shrugged. “I don’t know. I just don’t think it’d work out very well in the long run. I mean people have tried to make a system where everyone tries to work together but that usually ends in communism. Humans are just too selfish.”
"I. . .uhm. . .yeah, you're right." bennet knew that the other guy was right, it just made hims ad to think about that, "I wish that they weren't, I mean, I don't think everyone is, I mean everyone is at one or a couple times in their life, while others are always. But I just wish that people would show more respect and love to other people, that's all I want in this world, seriously, that's it, just a little bit of happiness for everyone."
“Yeah that’d be a nice world to live in.” He sighed wistfully at the thought. It would be nice for there to be a world like that. But sadly it was unrealistic. Thankfully he was spared having to think about it more as they got to the Chinese place. “Well here we are!” He said quickly.
Bennet finally perked up seeing the restaurant, "Oh, this place looks good!" Then came his multiple questions, "So, do you want to do take out? Or eat here? What do you want to eat?" And on and on and on, until he nrealised that they should probably go inside the restaurant first. So he opened the door, and let Connor in, "But, uhm, for me either or works, although I would like to go home, but it's up to you." He studied the menu for about two seconds before deciding what he wanted. Which was about half the menu, it was probably because he was hungry, but he felt that he could probably eat all that food, not that he was going to try, just two items would be enough for him.
“We should probably just do takeout, it’s getting kind of late. And I want to get back to the apartment too.” It only took him a quick glance at the menu to figure out what he’d want to eat too. “Well are you ready to order?”
"Yep, I'm ready." He headed into the short line and started mentally preparing how he would word his order. Bennet was normally terrible when it came to talking to strangers, especially if he was asking them to do something. His question would normally end up being more of a bunch of pleases instead of him asking his question, or whatever he was going to say. So he found that if he already had an idea of what he wanted to say, things would be a lot easier for him.
