[Gael & Carlos] All Men are created Equal....

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It amazed Gael that no matter how old some of these musicals were, they still pulled a huge crowd. It was probably a little more shocking that he'd landed a supporting role as a freshman, or at least that was what he was told by Calvin Johnson, the lead actor in Hamilton....as Hamilton.

"You did good for the first show," Calvin said after the show, clapping Gael on the shoulder. It made him smile, because well... Calvin was hot. And straight as an arrow. Dennis McComb, who played Burr, followed Calvin out of the green room, shouting a congrates at the freshman as well. Also hot. Also straight.

"Yo, Laurens, get the hell outta here, man." Samuel, the resident Hercules Mulligan shouted at him. Gael was pretty sure that Sam didn't know his name, hence screaming out 'Laurens' whenever Sam saw him, or wanted his attention. Still, he didn't know what he expected with the upperclassmen, and he was the only freshman given a part outside the ensemble.

"Going, going," Gael assured him, as he finished changing and headed out of the theatre. Mm. Well, it was Friday night, and he didn't have a date. And it was only, oh...11. He really didn't want to head back to his dorm, so.

Mm.

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Maybe in a bed next time, he thought. If only so they could really enjoy themselves, thought as he somewhat cleaned himself up. He didn't imagine the smell of sex was going to go anywhere any time before a shower, but whatever. Gael did his best to straighten himself out before he grinned at Carlos.

"I would not say no," he said after he buttons up jeans back up. They felt too tight, even now. "Definitely worth an encore, and then some." He agreed as he fished out something to write with. Though the only thing he could find was a sharpie, and no paper. Well, that just left one thing...

Gael leaned in and kissed Carlos deeply again, before he knelt down and wrote his number rather playfully on Carlos' stomach, and signed his name a bit stylishly. He let the man's shirt fall over the writing as he stood. "That way you can't lose it without really trying," he assured Carlos, with a waggle of his brows.

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Well. That was going to be interesting in the showers, Carlos thought with a smirk. "Cute," he said. "Practicing that autograph already, I see. I'll have to say I knew you when."

He handed Gaël his phone with an amused look. "I'll text you," he said. "Next time I'll have to make sure to leave my own mark."

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"Well, I like to make it memorable." Gael promised as he took his phone and grinned at Carlos. He was definitely going to sleep well tonight, and probably be waiting impatiently for that text. Not that he didn't understand that the Navy came first, but...you know.

"Guess I should let you go," even if he could go for another round. And if they lingered too long, he was going to go for it.

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The Navy did come first. And Carlos did have a day starting at 06:00 tomorrow. Still, it was tempting to see if he could sneak another round in without getting caught.

It was probably best to wait, though. They could do a lot more with a bed than with the ground in this park. "Mm," he said as he leaned in to give Gaël another deep kiss. If he'd realized how this night was going to go, he would have sprung for a hotel room he could take Gaël back to. Next time.

"I'm going to fuck you brainless next time," he breathed into Gaël's ear. "Think about that tonight."

Then he stepped back and gave Gaël a wink. "I'll be in touch," he said as he stepped onto one of the lit paths and turned to walk back towards the line of bars and the campus where his car was parked.

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Next time, he thought, things were going to much more suited to things. And of that he was sure, as he watched Carlos leave. He was slower in exiting, his mind already wandering to this mythical 'next time'.

He rather hoped it wasn't going to be that long before next time. Else he might lose his mind. And he was unable to wipe that self satisfied smile from his face as he thought about it on his walk home.

Yup, he was definitely thanking Victoria the next time he saw her. Which would be tomorrow.