Dal pressed his lips together in an effort to hide his smile. An impossible task, truly. Once Gabriel helped him with the buttons, Dal picked up the shirt he laid out for his boyfriend and held it out so he could get his arms in the sleeves. Moving around him (and maybe, just maybe admiring how broad his shoulders were), Dal grinned up at him.

"This one, right?" Dal indicated the second button from the top, the one just below the collar. Unless he was wearing a tie today, there wasn't much reason to button the first one, right?