Was Aden hitting on him? Vector wanted to believe so, but he could have been misreading the Chiss. After all, they were of two different species, and Vector was a Joiner. The latter alone would have turned off anybody. To love him would be to love the entire killik hive.
But Aden had never made a big deal out of it before. He never gave Vector any indication that he was disgusted at him being a Joiner. Vector didn't want to get his hopes up, in case the Agent really was just kidding, and to make the wrong assumption would lead to them both feeling great embarrassment.
"You say that like you don't fit that criteria," Vector replied. "You are certainly handsome."
Dark eyes traced the scars on Aden's face, before meeting his red ones.
Vector hadn't given any thought to romance after he joined the hive. He never thought anyone would want to be with someone like him. He was different, part of something greater than himself alone.
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But Aden had never made a big deal out of it before. He never gave Vector any indication that he was disgusted at him being a Joiner. Vector didn't want to get his hopes up, in case the Agent really was just kidding, and to make the wrong assumption would lead to them both feeling great embarrassment.
"You say that like you don't fit that criteria," Vector replied. "You are certainly handsome."
Dark eyes traced the scars on Aden's face, before meeting his red ones.
Vector hadn't given any thought to romance after he joined the hive. He never thought anyone would want to be with someone like him. He was different, part of something greater than himself alone.