"They probably saw someone that looked like you and thought it was you," Harry replied, glancing at Elijah. "And you're blushing a lot, may I ask why?"
Elijah shrugged, rubbing the back of his neck and looking down, "Because it's embarrassing that's why. Do you know how many people are gonna ask about this next time I have to do some shitty interview?"
"Ooh, that's going to be bad," Harry said. "Just make up a random excuse, say you're dating someone and that's just someone who looks like you."
"But then that's a lie because I'm as single as you can get which is going to lead to more questions and blah blah blah blah blah," He flopped down next to Harry with a sigh and a pout, "Suddenly I'm caught in a network of lies."
Holy shit he just became so cute. I'm going to die, he's so hot one second and cute the next, hOW. Harry ignored his thoughts as he looked at Eli. "Then you can just tell them the truth, and they'll do whatever they want with it."
"Yeah I guess… or I could just get a boyfriend so then in a sense the article is correct." Elijah replied, seeming to think it was a good idea himself.
"Who would have the golden chance of being your boyfriend?" Harry asked, a small smile on his face as he looked at him.
Elijah snorted, "I wouldn't say it's a 'golden chance.' But honestly I dunno.. anyone who isn't an ass will do." He said, looking up at Harry.
"Don't you have a type?" Harry raised an eyebrow, flushing a bit when Elijah looked at him. "And it would be a golden chance since you're such a great hero."
Elijah shrugged, "Tall, hot, blonde.. a top, I mean that pretty much covers it but I'm not picky, honestly," He bit his lip and looked away, "I wouldn't say I'm a great hero.. all I do is glitch through walls and do a bit of fighting, hardly special."
"I don't know that many people like that, we could always hit up a gay bar if you want." Harry quickly looked away, glancing around the room. "And you're special according to the media."
"Well the media is wrong." Elijah sighed, slipping on some nearby converse and standing, "Guess I'm just destined to be alone forever."
"No, you're not. I'm taking you a gay bar this evening, and you are going to find someone," Harry stood up, slipping on his shoes as he looked at him. "I will drag you there if you say no."
"Well you're gonna have to because gay bars aren't exactly my thing. You planning on getting me drunk too?" Elijah asked, raising a brow.
"Very much so," Harry said with a small chuckle. "And, I wonder what you're like when you're drunk."
Elijah sent him a wink, "Guess you'll find out because I don't see myself getting out of this."
Harry blushed furiously at the wink, quickly looking away nervously. "I-I guess I will…"
"Look who's blushing now." Elijah giggled. Cute.. He'd been told he was a huge flirt when drunk and was slightly scared of how this was going to play out.
"Oh, hush," Harry replied as his ears turned pink, using his hair to hide his ears as he looked around. "Shall we go now?"
"Make me," Elijah stuck his tongue out at him, giggling softly as he headed to the door.
Harry couldn't help the small smile on his face, his face slowly returning to it's normal as he also headed out the door. Why did he wink at me?
Elijah hummed softly as he grabbed his keys, smiling as he opened the door and headed towards his car.
Jesus christ, I don't know what to do anymore. Harry followed him quietly, not sure what to do as he looked around. It had been a while since he's been out in broad daylight.
Elijah reached his car, looking over at Harry for a moment before he climbed in. It wasn't a long drive, but with that article going around if him and Harry were caught getting breakfast it wouldn't end well.
Harry climbed into the passenger seat, closing the door, and putting on his seat belt. He glance at Elijah before looking away, wondering what people would think of if they say them getting breakfast.
Elijah backed out of the driveway, heading towards the cafe. He turned up the radio, hopefully to full the silence only of course, they were talking about that article.
"Seems like you became famous overnight," Harry commented, glancing at Elijah to see his reaction to the radio.
Elijah just frowned, switching it over to another channel, "I was already famous, sadly. It's just the story that's blown up."
"Yea, I feel like it's going to make you more famous," Harry replied, looking out the window with his head in his hand.
"Yippee…" Elijah mumbled. Luckily the segment didn't last long and soon there was music filtering thought the speakers. The drive, though didn't last long and they pulled into a parking lot soon enough.
