On relationships, compromise and horror movies
However great his antipathy toward others had been, it was universally acknowledged that Danny changed dramatically with Ivo. The rough jagged edge was replaced with humor and genuine affection. He adored Isabel (and, in time, she him) and his absolute devotion to Ivo was unshakable. He went everywhere with him commencing the first month of their relationship when Ivo took him on a dig to New Mexico. He would even have gone to Alaska with him.
If he'd lived.
Ivo in turn found himself more than willing to take up Danny's interests. While he was a bit "old" to frequent clubs, had no interest in drugs and didn't feel terribly comfortable around Danny's student acquaintances, he very much enjoyed going to the cinema. He didn't own a television and his work/travel schedule didn't allow him to see most movies so Danny was a welcome excuse for some other form of entertainment in his very structured academic existence.
Danny had been unable to afford much of anything prior to moving in with Ivo and the reality of having access to his favorite pastime made him want to splurge wildly and see every film that came out.
"Every?" Ivo asked doubtfully.
"Every." Emphatically.
"But horror movies suck."
Danny smiled indulgently at him.