"There are literally fan clubs, yeah." Alex agreed, but he was starting to get it. Those fans were fans of Prince Henry, of the poised, polished, perfect image that Henry wore in public. Not the Henry that Alex had come to know, the nerd who said things like sexual relations and could quote Oscar Wilde in enough detail that Alex really should have picked up on the gay thing long before now.
Henry, the person and not the prince, had caught his attention and his heart.
"But yeah, I get that." That opportunity was not exactly common given Henry's situation. It was that I do not want just anyone to see that caught Alex's breath though, like maybe he really was special. That this was something.
And Henry agreeing, however cool and casual, that he'd like to do this again. "Yeah? Great! I mean, cool. Sounds good." This was when Alex utterly failed at keeping it cool, a grin splitting across his face.
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Henry, the person and not the prince, had caught his attention and his heart.
"But yeah, I get that." That opportunity was not exactly common given Henry's situation. It was that I do not want just anyone to see that caught Alex's breath though, like maybe he really was special. That this was something.
And Henry agreeing, however cool and casual, that he'd like to do this again. "Yeah? Great! I mean, cool. Sounds good." This was when Alex utterly failed at keeping it cool, a grin splitting across his face.