Ford frowned, but he was listening and soaking in what Tycho was saying. He didn't miss the hint Ty had dropped, either — our kind of people. Ford hadn't guessed wrong. The way that Tycho was talking made it sound like he was speaking from a wealth of experience on the subject, which made Ford a little uneasy. Tycho was younger than him, but he very well could have more experience when it came to these sorts of things than Ford did. He'd been living on his own for some time already, and had plenty of time on his hands; there were fewer barriers to Tycho getting into relationships with people than there were for Ford. That was a strange and uncomfortable thing to consider.

"Let's stare at the fireworks instead," he suggested, tone light. Then, before he could think it through and convince himself not to, he rose and moved to sit in the chair besides Tycho. They were lavish armchairs, big enough to accommodate two if they didn't mind sitting snug, and Ford didn't — the contact with another body was exactly what he was after at the moment. "Move over," he said playfully as he nestled in next to Tycho.

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"We can do that, too," Tycho said with a chuckle when Ford suggested they stare at fireworks instead. At least his goal for the night had been achieved: Ford had gotten something big off his chest, knew Tycho was there for him and vice versa.

He scootched over so that Ford could easily snuggle in next to him. At least it made for extra warmth against the chilly, Winter air. He allowed himself a selfish moment of simply taking in the feel of Ford snuggled next to him and his scent in his nose. "It will be starting soon," he said as the sounds of people counting down could be heard in the distance.

  

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Can we dance like we're all alone
Stop the time and make it still
Hold you like I always will