[yeah, that’s a little much for him to grasp right now unfortunately. he makes a mostly incorrect jumble of wording to try and remind himself to a) call hank and b) see this movie that reminds gavin of him apparently.

so much for a dance or seeing how well this middle school did with teaching the basics and not-so basics.

he lets himself be herded over towards the chairs, humming slightly in interest. as soon as he gets a scoff for staring the obvious, connor reaches out and presses a hand to his cheek with a fond smile, fingertips resting just below where his mask hits.]

You look frustrated. I apologize. But—you’re always frustrated, and one of these days it’s going to stick. Here—

[he lets his finger trace along gavin’s frown lines.]

You’re too handsome to scowl all the time.

[and now he’s going to have a seat. by which that means once gavin sits, connor will plop directly into his lap and curl his arms around his shoulders again. it lets him murmur into gavin’s ear and smell him even closer.]

This must be how they do it. It works fast and quick and with the right distraction I’d go just about anywhere.