Davin grins and knocks his shot back, setting his glass on the bar and pulling out his paint as he licks his lips. His shirt is stretched at the collar and smudged with various colors of paint, and he considers taking it off as he rubs some more paint onto his lips.

He slips the paint back into his pocket and leans in to kiss Gabe's cheekbone, hands resting on his shoulders as he leaving a perfect print of his mouth. His gaze flicks down to Gabe's mouth and he gives him a soft kiss, smearing a bit of pink paint between their mouths.

"Wanna dance with me?"