plastiquetiaras: Donatellaread on ao3 | word count: 2924George’s hand lingers on Tayce’s
plastiquetiaras: Donatellaread on ao3 | word count: 2924George’s hand lingers on Tayce’s shoulder for a millisecond too long once he’s done adjusting his outfit, before he lets it drop to the side. There’s a tiny hint of disappointment that swirls in his chest upon the realization that he has to move on to another model, because the show is about to start any minute, and the last thing he wants to do is piss off the show director, who already has a vein throbbing along her forehead as she yells at the poor man fiddling with the lighting fixtures-“Hey. Go ahead. I won’t take it personal,” Tayce murmurs, and the twinkle in his eyes lets George know that he’s absolutely taking the piss. Nonetheless, he’s powerless to stop the upward curve of his own lips. “No?”“Maybe a little.” He swears he sees Tayce wink, but maybe that’s just the brightness of the fluorescents overhead. -- source link