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The awkward little crab walk is amusing enough for Valentino, even if it doesn't necessarily confirm his suspicions either way, but he chuckles quietly under his breath and follows after Anthony at a casual pace, giving him room instead of crowding behind him like he's tempted to. What can he say? He's had an eye on Anthony for a while now, his temptation and desires always stayed by the possibility of betrayal and orchestrating his own downfall - until now.

Until he caught Anthony in a dark alley, in a position there was no lying his way out of, opening a door Valentino always kept shut out of caution and self-preservation.

Val closes the door once Anthony's settled inside. There's a lot Anthony should be doing for himself - even as the son of a notorious crime lord, Valentino still ranks above Anthony in a number of ways. The fact that Val is keeping his secrets (the runner in the alley, the minor theft and consumption of product, to name a new) and opening doors for him says - well, it says something. What, exactly, has yet to be properly defined.

Taking Anthony's suitcase to the driver's side, Val pops open the back door and sets the bag on the back seat before climbing into the front to join Anthony. The few keys on his keyring jingle quietly as he slides one of them into the ignition, and he pauses to look over at the man beside him.

Anthony looks nice in his car, the deep red leather seats a stark contrast against his pale skin and his soft blond hair. For a brief moment, the image of Anthony laid out in the back seat, cheeks flush, chest heaving, one shoulder bared from his shirt slipping down flashes through Valentino's mind. He tilts his head slightly, eyes a little darker than usual, but he smiles. There's gold in his mouth, barely peeking out.

"Of course not, Cariño," he says, loosening his accent a little. He starts the car finally, and drapes his arm along the back of the bench seat so he can turn and properly look out the back window to make sure it's clear to pull away from the curb. This puts his arm right behind Anthony, but only briefly, as Valentino retracts it once they're on the road. "You need a light?"