Dick Gumshoe

He doesn’t need it, sure, but he can use it as support for a dip, knowing Gumshoe will support him and enjoying this moment of safety. He sees he’s pushing it a little with the big guy, but at the same time, he looks like he’s enjoying himself? Cabanela makes a note to himself to pay extra attention - he himself wouldn’t know an insecurity if it punched him on the nose, and his usual acquaintances aren’t shy either.

“Friday! Nothing like it! Writin’ it down on the calendar, with a crown of yellow highlighter staaars!”

The man’s dramatic drop made Gumshoe laugh. “What, no glitter glue or tinsel? I’m nearly offended!” The easygoing man was clearly not offended in the least as he supported Cabanela’s weight almost effortlessly across his arm. That the flashier man accepted the affection so gratuitously seemed to have eased whatever uncertainty had been brewing.