You're worth so much more than running another man's drycleaning, Franz. [Daedalus sighs in very wearied fondness, a tired exasperation when shuts his eyes and shakes his head, an finally reaches one hand across the table to still tentatively over Franz's.
He might be awfully fetching at it, and know all the ins and outs of charming the pants off of other service industry workers and clients at the club alike, but Daedalus still thought deep down that it was really all entourage work, support staff, and that surely Franz could do better. Perhaps not work harder, but towards more significant things than running so many household errands for his boss.
Or maybe he simply didn't like the idea of his boyfriend being anyother man's assistant very much. Working directly under Raul- it had been fun, at first, but sometimes he was afraid Raul would lord Franz's job over him, if things ever got tense between citizens.]
no subject
He might be awfully fetching at it, and know all the ins and outs of charming the pants off of other service industry workers and clients at the club alike, but Daedalus still thought deep down that it was really all entourage work, support staff, and that surely Franz could do better. Perhaps not work harder, but towards more significant things than running so many household errands for his boss.
Or maybe he simply didn't like the idea of his boyfriend being anyother man's assistant very much. Working directly under Raul- it had been fun, at first, but sometimes he was afraid Raul would lord Franz's job over him, if things ever got tense between citizens.]
I hope you do understand that.