[ He doesn't, or, at least not consciously. Occasionally, his tattoos seem bioluminescent, but, as Cecil often does with his tattoos, he'd just shrug it off and tell Carlos "Oh, yeah, they do that." Kind of like how he didn't remember getting the tattoos in the first place. But they were very well done.
He doesn't bother looking down at the watch on his wrist, because that'll add to the illusion that time is actually passing and he'd like to pretend it isn't, because every second with Carlos is, like, forever.
His hands come up to brush across his cheek, and he leans in to steal another kiss, short sweet. ] Well, I hate to be the bearer of bad news--[ Still smiling like a doofus, to be honest. ]--but you have plans, now.
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He doesn't bother looking down at the watch on his wrist, because that'll add to the illusion that time is actually passing and he'd like to pretend it isn't, because every second with Carlos is, like, forever.
His hands come up to brush across his cheek, and he leans in to steal another kiss, short sweet. ] Well, I hate to be the bearer of bad news--[ Still smiling like a doofus, to be honest. ]--but you have plans, now.