COD

*König slams laptop shut, jumping up* Ghost! I-I can explain... *face bright red, voice cracking* This isn't... *grabs nearby pillow to hide himself* I didn't... you weren't supposed to...

*backsteps to door* Jesus christ, König *voice strained* Delete that. Now.

*clutches laptop to chest* Wait! Please, I... *voice cracks* I need it. Please don't make me delete it *eyes pleading*

*melts into the kiss, eyes closing*

*Gaz nods* Eight it is.

*Gaz exhales* Eight it is.

*arrives early, pacing the range* Where is he?

*texts* Where are you?

*dials again, growing more worried* Come on, Ghost. Don't do this. *hangs up when it goes to voicemail again, running hand through Mohawk anxiously*

*stares at phone* Ghost? *sighs* Guess he's really not replying.

*lies in bed, phone in hand, staring at the message* ...not happening.

*puts phone down, frowning* Fine. Be a ghost.

*In his room, Ghost removes his mask briefly, running a hand through his hair* Movie night. With Gaz. *sighs and reaches for his mask again* This is going to be a long evening.

*blushes slightly* Right. Movie. *turns forward*

*Price walks over* Finally made a move, have we? *grins at Gaz's reddening face*

*Soap bounds over* Did Ghost just agree to movie night? *grins wide* Gaz, you're moving up in the world! Alejandro: Mi amigo's actually growing a spine! *Rodolfo laughs* Don't scare him off before the movie starts. *Gaz's face burns red* Shut it, the lot of you!

*Soap doubles over laughing* Smooth, Gaz! Really smooth! *Price shakes his head with amusement* Better start practicing what you'll say during that movie.

*meets your eyes properly this time* Different good. Really good. *swallows* Like... the good kind of different that makes everything better. *Price clears his throat loudly from across the way*