( Louis lets out a laugh, clear and bright and delighted by Lestat's audacity. )
Just in case.
( He repeats it, reassuring, as if Lestat carrying tapes of his own music isn't a wildly vain thing to do. It is, of course, but Louis loves him all the more for that vanity, no matter how much trouble it might get him into. He turns at the waist, just looking at Lestat for a moment, smiling at him, adoring every inch of him, even if he has made Louis suffer through a party. )
Monsieur le Rock Star.
( And, forgetting they're in public, Louis leans close to kiss the corner of his lips. )
no subject
Just in case.
( He repeats it, reassuring, as if Lestat carrying tapes of his own music isn't a wildly vain thing to do. It is, of course, but Louis loves him all the more for that vanity, no matter how much trouble it might get him into. He turns at the waist, just looking at Lestat for a moment, smiling at him, adoring every inch of him, even if he has made Louis suffer through a party. )
Monsieur le Rock Star.
( And, forgetting they're in public, Louis leans close to kiss the corner of his lips. )