Of course the blush had not worn off by the time the door was opened, but if Denton had noticed anything then he had the decency not to mention it. "Boys!" he exclaimed instead, a smile on his face. "I wasn´t sure if you were going to make it after David took off like that earlier," he then added, opening the door a little wider so they could enter.

David ran a hand through his hair as he tried to laugh it off. "Yeah." He said with a shrug. "I just remembered that I had something important to do." He had never really been a good liar, which was probably a result of his father telling him that lying was bad and not something honest people did, so David had listened to him and never lied. Until he had met Jack, that was.

"Don´t worry about it," Denton smiled, leading them towards the table where he had already began setting up the plates and the food. "I figured you would find a way to send me a message should you not be able to come,"

David nodded as he sat down, his eyes meeting with Jack´s briefly across the table. They had chosen the worse possible moment to be in company, because after what had just happened at the train station, and the kiss they had just shared in front of Denton´s door, David wanted to talk to Jack, to either convince him that they couldn´t do this, that it would never work, or to have Jack convince him of the opposite. Instead they were sitting at this table though, talking about how their lives had been since they had seen each other last, how David´s family was doing on the farm (which reminded him that he should probably go and pick up the mail at some point, though he really wasn´t in the mood to deal with Sarah´s reaction to his last letter) and about the fact that Denton was a better cook than Jack would have thought.

"Well when you live alone you learn to adjust," he laughed, taking a sip of his drink. "And soon I will have time to expand my knowledge on European cuisine, who knows what excellent things I will be able to cook then," Denton added and David frowned, looking at him.

"Are you planning on taking a cooking class?" Not that he was quite sure where you could actually do that, but this was New York after all, so if Denton was looking for a place to learn how to cook then he would probably find it.

"No," Denton laughed then, shaking his head. "Actually, that was part of why I wanted to see you boys," he then said, putting his glass down. "I have been asked to write for a British Newspaper for a while. They´ve read my coverage of the strike, and everything that has to do with it, and they told me that I would be a wonderful addition to their newspaper," he smiled and David could feel his mouth drop open a little while Jack was still trying to understand.

"Wait, so you´s gonna leave us?" he eventually asked and Denton reached out, resting a hand on Jack´s arm for a moment.

"Just for a little while," he then told them. "I have been invited to stay for a year, with the prospect of an extension, but I am not quite sure about that yet." He shrugged his shoulders. "Which is where you two boys come into the picture. "I was planning on selling my apartment, but then I thought: No, I have lived her for quite a while and this place holds memories for me. Plus, I am born and bred in New York, so if I keep the apartment then my chances of coming home are higher," he let out a soft chuckle. "And you boys told me that you have been living together for the past week and that it has worked rather well, so I was thinking that, in case you´re interested, I´d love it for you to move in here for the time that I´m away."

There was a silence for a minute in which David tried to process what Denton had just offered him. It would be so easy to just accept the offer, and with one look at Jack he could tell that the other boy would have said yes in a heartbeat, but there were already a thousand possible scenarios going through David´s head, all the things that could go wrong and about a thousand reasons why this wasn´t a good idea.

"Everything is paid for," Denton then said, interrupting his thoughts. "You would just have to take care of buying food, and the usual stuff like cleaning." This was mostly directed at David, because even Denton knew that he would be the one organizing things. "I know this is big news, and it´s really just an offer, but I figured it would be nice to have your own place, it´s close to the Lodging House and Newsies Square and not too far from you family´s home, David." He smiled. "But I know this is a lot, so take your time to make a decision, I will be leaving in about three weeks, the apartment is going to be here whether you want it or not,"
The rest of the evening was spent with meaningless chatter about anything really, or maybe David just couldn´t remember about what they had talked because his thoughts were still going 200 mph, trying to figure out what to do. He had loved living with Jack, they had worked perfectly together, like they had done from the moment they met, and it wasn´t uncommon for young bachelors to share an apartment, especially in a city as expensive as New York. They would still be able to work, and even if David went back to school they wouldn´t have to worry about paying rent or needing any extra money. There would also be one less person, or two actually, his mother had to take care off, even if she would say that she didn´t mind. Denton´s apartment was also big enough for two, they could turn the office into another bedroom, even if they would probably not be using it, but it would work good as a cover.

David´s head was aching from all the thoughts when they finally said goodbye to Denton a little while later. They had promised to think about the offer, even though thinking was the last thing David wanted to do right now. Jack was rather quiet on their way back to the apartment, and David didn´t say a thing about the other boy coming with him. They had to discuss this eventually, even if he didn´t want to. He quietly pulled the keys from his pockets and opened the door then, letting himself and Jack in.

The silence seemed to be getting heavier by the second and soon enough both boys were reminded of their fight that had taken place here not more than a day ago.

"So…" Jack was the first one to speak up as he leaned against the kitchen table. "What do ya wanna do?"

David appreciated the fact that he wanted to give him a choice here. A few weeks back Jack would have probably tried to get his way, but that wasn´t how relationships worked, especially not if you cared about someone, so he had gotten more careful. David had changed too, and a few weeks ago he had maybe just let Jack go, had told him that this wouldn´t work, and he would have stuck to his decision, but back then he hadn't know what it felt like to care about someone so much. He didn´t want to lose Jack and it was obvious that he felt more for him than he was supposed to. It wasn´t unrequited love though which, surprisingly, made it even harder to deal with.

"I don´t know." He eventually said, quite honestly. It didn´t happen often that David had no solution to a problem, but this wasn´t something you could solve with logic, because loving Jack didn´t make sense. Jack loving him back made even less sense to him, but it was the truth and David didn´t know if he could stand to see the hurt and rejection in the other boy´s eyes again.
"For Heaven´s sake, Davey," Jack found himself saying eventually as he stepped closer, wrapping an arm around the other boy´s waist to pull him closer. David let him. "Stop thinkin' so much and start feelin', would ya?" he shook his head. "I know you´re the smart one, but would ya trust me on this one?"

David blinked a few times, taking a stuttering breath. His heart was beating faster and his stomach was fluttering, because being around Jack did that to him and it felt nice, at least when he let himself forget about all the complications that came with these feelings. "I´ve always trusted you," he then found himself saying, whispering really, as his eyes met with Jack´s. David had always been closed off, he had been very eager to be the best in school and most kids had resented him for that, but he had been alright with that. He had spent his time reading and staying in his room, telling himself that he would be fine and that he didn´t need anyone. That was until he had met the Newsies, and Jack, who had completely turned his world upside down, and David didn´t want to go back to being alone.
"Good," Jack then said and before David could say anything else the other boy was leaning in, brushing their lips together. It had been slow enough for David to pull back, to tell Jack to stop and to let go off him, but he didn´t want to. He liked the way Jack´s lips felt pressed up against his own and the way it made his stomach flutter. David had never felt this way before, but it was a nice feeling, and if that meant that he was going to hell, well then that was something he would have to worry about later.

"Do you really think we can do this?" he eventually asked, a little out of breath, his hands playing with the collar of Jack´s shirt. "Live together? Be together?" He hadn´t even thought about what his parents would say, and how Sarah would react, and suddenly David could feel his head starting to spin again. Before it could get too bad though, Jack was kissing him again and all those thoughts seemed to fall away in an instant.

"Well we have two more weeks to practise," Jack then said with a chuckle and yes, that was true. David smiled and then finally decided 'To hell with it!' before leaning in to kiss Jack again with such force that they almost tumbled over and onto the table.

Jack was laughing and so was David, and for the first time he felt that, yeah, maybe they could really do this.