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< to Luigi. They were there so often, that the odd Italian man knew exactly what he meant. He pulled out two of the bar stools, the same place they /always/ sat just to the right of the bar.
It wasn’t often that the two shared something as soft as holding hands. It did bring a smile to Gene’s lips though, squeezing her hand back and holding the door to Luigi’s open for her.
“I suppose I do, don’t I?”
He walked straight up to the bar, holding two fingers up >
< to keep quiet, in the rudest way possible.
“Wait here”
He mouthed at her, a quick nod of his head as reassurance
“Exactly, we need ta concentrate, an’ ‘ere you are starin’ into space”
He did roll his eyes, never even an attempt not too. Though, he fell completley silent when he heard a loud crash from the room infront of them. He held his hand up to Alex, signalling for her >
< “Mature adults? ‘Aven’t met one of those in a while”
He pushed open the front doors, this time very deliberately stepping through them before her
“Best twat you know”
“Oh piss off Blake, I can be nice without a motive ya know”
He laughed a bit, realising that, given his usual behaviour - Most people would probably think it was because he was after something. Which he was, but, he also liked her. A lot. Maybe too much actually? >
< ‘eavy night last night? Or is it somethin’ else?”
He glanced at her over his shoulder, gun in hand and senses on high alert. Now probably wasn’t the time for this conversation...
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“For God’s sake Bolly, move yer bloody arse”
Gene huffed, shuffling past her. He was a little bit worried about Alex at the minute, there was something up, he could sense it.
“Yer all in a daze today, >
< we will have to see about that”
He smirked, brushing passed her to open the door, holding it open in a rather gentlemanly way.
The kiss was a soft one, but he enjoyed it, smiling against her lips before she inevitably pulled away. He nodded, pushing his chair back and standing up, slipping his coat off the back and walking around the desk until he was face to face with her.
“Just a little bit? >
< moving to the side of her face, turning his head to press a kiss to her cheek
"Yes, Luigi's - can't be running out of whiskey"
Blake had a way about her that made Gene feel like he was back at college, looking across the table at his crush. He laughed softly, a slight shiver running through his body -
"I certainly would not want that"
He smirked, one hand >
< that"
He laughed, refilling both of their glasses, shaking around the bottle that had a shots worth left in the bottom
"Seems like we might 'ave ta go somewhere with more booze pretty soon"
"Yeah well, you tell anyone else 'bout it I'll call you a liar"
He smirked, gulping back a whole glass in one go. Blake had a way of stripping away Gene's 'hard ass' persona, and sometimes, it was probably good for him.
"Oh I will, if she ever gives me a look like >
< only ever with her...
"I'm certainly not anyone's bitch"
He furrowed his eyebrows, moving to refill her glass again. They both drunk like sailors, perhaps that was half the problem
"I'll be tellin' your neighbor to bugger off and mind 'er own buisness"
He smirked, ignoring the fact that his cheeks were burning up. Gene was certainly glad that no one else could hear this conversation...
"I ain't that bloody loud, jesus..."
He was. Though, >
< leaning into the kiss to his cheek with a smile.
"I'm always a good boy, well... Almost, sort of... Actually, forget I said that"
"Let's 'ope I never give you the urge to do it again, aye?"
He chuckled, nodding his head in agreement, she was right -
"Lookin' at most of the twats in 'ere, I don't think it's too 'ard to punch better then them"
He teased her, >