[Once he sees Dirk doing it, he feels far more comfortable about chugging his own drink. It's been a damn long time since he drank to get drunk, but it hasn't been a long time since he'd been drunk. Long enough though, he supposes. Now that he thinks about it, he hasn't had to drink to make himself feel relaxed and contented anymore. He just needs to be around Dirk to feel that way.
That thought is enough to make him lower his glass and stare down at it for a long moment before he slides his hand across the desk and grabs at Dirk's own hand. Once he catches it, he gives it a comforting squeeze. He isn't sure how the word the excitement that's bubbling in him. He didn't think it would take half a drink to make him want to make wild declarations expressing his excitement at their relationship, but it has.
However, he chooses to swallow the urge as nerves kick in and he instead decides to wordlessly attempt to drain his drink.]
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That thought is enough to make him lower his glass and stare down at it for a long moment before he slides his hand across the desk and grabs at Dirk's own hand. Once he catches it, he gives it a comforting squeeze. He isn't sure how the word the excitement that's bubbling in him. He didn't think it would take half a drink to make him want to make wild declarations expressing his excitement at their relationship, but it has.
However, he chooses to swallow the urge as nerves kick in and he instead decides to wordlessly attempt to drain his drink.]