xxxi’ve never loved a darker blue
xxxthan the darkness I have known in you
xxxyou, whose heart would sing of anarchy
xxxyou would laugh so beautifully
He took a deep breath before opening the door, his usual grin finding its way to his face easily. "Hey," he said, taking in the other man's appearance. He'd gotten changed, and he looked good. Toby was just reminded that he was still in the same clothes from earlier and felt like he probably looked like he felt. It was as he looked that he noticed the bottle of wine and the familiar label. "That better be the reason you're late," he said with a grin and a wink as he held the door open to let Cliff in.
"I know I said I was going to cook," he called as he headed towards the kitchen, "but the boys had other plans. This evening has been a little, ah, chaotic. So it's takeout, I'm afraid." The two boys just took Cliff's appearance as permission to get food, and barely acknowledged their visitor with more than a "hi" as they got their food and then disappeared into the sitting room to continue watching TV. Toby just shook his head.
"So. How have you been?" He asked as he rooted through the containers, looking for something that caught his fancy.