Josh had actually meant the question more as a matter of would he be allowed to be useful rather than would the opportunity arise, the fact that Dwayne's treating it as the latter is something he's going to take as a positive sign. "Yeah, well-" His smile's more than a little impish as he starts chopping onions to toss in with the browning meat. "I've pretty much always sucked at the whole slow and easy thing," he admits. "Once I'm in I'm all in." It's pretty much how he'd dealt with walking out on his father, coming out, and, once he'd realized exactly what had been going on right under his nose for so much of his life, and was still going on in too many places, with getting involved in the werewolf rescue movement.
"Sparring... man-" He hides a blush, or tries to, by focusing his attention back on the food as he scrapes onions into the pan and gives it a stir, and tries not to think about just how up close and personal that would involve getting with Dwayne. "Wouldn't mind a chance to prove I'm not completely incompetent." He glances back up from beneath his eyelashes and makes eye contact, not letting himself be distracted by Dwayne's forearms, or the tendons in his throat.
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Date: 2015-06-17 08:41 am (UTC)"Sparring... man-" He hides a blush, or tries to, by focusing his attention back on the food as he scrapes onions into the pan and gives it a stir, and tries not to think about just how up close and personal that would involve getting with Dwayne. "Wouldn't mind a chance to prove I'm not completely incompetent." He glances back up from beneath his eyelashes and makes eye contact, not letting himself be distracted by Dwayne's forearms, or the tendons in his throat.