"I can't make any promises. I don't even have my own place. I just crash here sometimes." He was saving for his own place but as it stood? Mostly he just stayed with James, he had his own mattress on the floor and everything. Slightly used, second hand and taken from the curb outside but he couldn't afford anything better. At least he had clean sheets.

"You're a good kisser." Axel suddenly felt something he hadn't felt before, a strange sort of pull in his chest, almost like he was nervous. He wanted to reach out, to touch him, to be near him but he didn't want to scare him off and it was just the oddest feeling. All he wanted was Hartley and he had no idea what to do with those feelings.

Swallowing hard, he looked down at his empty plate and frowned a little. "So... there's going to be a next time?"