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willinglychanged) wrote2015-07-09 12:19 am
willinglychanged) wrote2015-07-09 12:19 am
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ill be ok
[ Which he says mostly because Drew wanted to hear it, and not because Grey believes it. He's afraid for Thomas, but it's more than that. It's the memory of the others. It's Edgar and Tanya and Gilliam, always Gilliam. It's the ones that he failed. It's the fear of another failure. He doesn't know how to articulate that. He's not very good with words.
So he just reacts. It's a while until he answers again. A while, until he can be certain Thomas is home, and troubled, but ultimately not in any more danger. A while until it's safe for him to get away, because there's nothing more that he can do. ]
its over now . are you still there
[ Which he says mostly because Drew wanted to hear it, and not because Grey believes it. He's afraid for Thomas, but it's more than that. It's the memory of the others. It's Edgar and Tanya and Gilliam, always Gilliam. It's the ones that he failed. It's the fear of another failure. He doesn't know how to articulate that. He's not very good with words.
So he just reacts. It's a while until he answers again. A while, until he can be certain Thomas is home, and troubled, but ultimately not in any more danger. A while until it's safe for him to get away, because there's nothing more that he can do. ]
its over now . are you still there
[He lights up before taking a hit and mouth-nose exhaling as he holds it out for Drew.
In an amused tone, ] Funny how I come over for dinner as a delivery boy who's now smoking your pot and offering a leg rub like some sort of house-call therapist.
In an amused tone, ] Funny how I come over for dinner as a delivery boy who's now smoking your pot and offering a leg rub like some sort of house-call therapist.
Leg rub? [He perks up.] You could totally give me a leg rub. An' you're not a therapist, you're just a friend I totally wanna bang who happens to like stickin' his teeth in me.
you better.
[He figures that's the end of their conversation for now and curls up in the bed, but not before turning the phone on loud and putting it close to his head, knowing fine well the chime from a text would wake him thanks to sensitive werewolf ears. When it does he opens his eyes again almost groggily before looking at the phone and smiling.]
never left. your friend okay?
[He figures that's the end of their conversation for now and curls up in the bed, but not before turning the phone on loud and putting it close to his head, knowing fine well the chime from a text would wake him thanks to sensitive werewolf ears. When it does he opens his eyes again almost groggily before looking at the phone and smiling.]
never left. your friend okay?
then don't worry about it, all right? if there's nothing you can do you don't get to beat yourself up about doing nothing.
Heropa 30. Come over.
unless its too far and i can come to you faster
[Because he wasn't about to argue the other stuff over a text, he wanted to see for himself if Grey was okay.]
unless its too far and i can come to you faster
[Because he wasn't about to argue the other stuff over a text, he wanted to see for himself if Grey was okay.]
Now that you mention it, I haven't exactly sunk my teeth into you just yet, have I? [With a smirk, ] Which means, what—do I work on the leg rub, feed you the pizza, or take my own dinner first?
not too far .
[ April's house, to Heropa Apartment Complex. That's a well worn path for Grey. He lived at the apartments too, for a while. He leaves the house by the window, and follows the road without ever lifting his head. He doesn't want to see anyone, and he definitely doesn't want to be stopped.
At the complex, he instinctively avoids the cameras around the door, and counts windowsills until he finds the ones for number thirty. Scaling the building is easier than he remembers, switching between windows and drainpipes. He searches until he finds Drew's, and then slides up onto the sill. Leaning against the window, he lifts his hand to knock his knuckles against it. ]
[ April's house, to Heropa Apartment Complex. That's a well worn path for Grey. He lived at the apartments too, for a while. He leaves the house by the window, and follows the road without ever lifting his head. He doesn't want to see anyone, and he definitely doesn't want to be stopped.
At the complex, he instinctively avoids the cameras around the door, and counts windowsills until he finds the ones for number thirty. Scaling the building is easier than he remembers, switching between windows and drainpipes. He searches until he finds Drew's, and then slides up onto the sill. Leaning against the window, he lifts his hand to knock his knuckles against it. ]
Okay I'll be waiting :)
[He'd been waiting for the buzzer to ring. What he hadn't been waiting for however, was the steady scuffle of someone scaling the side of a building. Then, when there's the sharp rap on his window his head turns to the side and he leaves the bed fluidly, dragging the sheets with him to wear as a skirt as he pulls open the curtains to find Grey on the other side. With a grin he unhooks the latch and throws the pane wide.]
Dude, you got a problem with doors?
[He'd been waiting for the buzzer to ring. What he hadn't been waiting for however, was the steady scuffle of someone scaling the side of a building. Then, when there's the sharp rap on his window his head turns to the side and he leaves the bed fluidly, dragging the sheets with him to wear as a skirt as he pulls open the curtains to find Grey on the other side. With a grin he unhooks the latch and throws the pane wide.]
Dude, you got a problem with doors?
[ Grey slips inside like a shadow, always silent and never concerned at how strange it might seem. As far as he's concerned, no one needs to know that he's here except Drew - particularly not the people watching the feeds from those cameras.
With his middle and index fingers, he touches his eyes, and then lifts out his phone to tap the camera. Grey tilts his head, an eyebrow raised. Those things are what he has the problem with. Cameras and watching.
Then he takes in Drew. He's dressed in bunched up bedsheets and looks like he's been lying awake for hours. Which he has been, of course, because Grey disturbed him. Grey's shoulders drop. He puts the phone down on Drew's dresser. He doesn't know whether sorry or thank you would be the better sentiment, so he ends up showing Drew both tattoos, and then gently reaching to push the window closed again. Tonight has not been a good night.
He settles on sorry, and shows it to Drew again. They're all static tattoos, for now. It seems even the moving ones have been, somehow, muted. ]
With his middle and index fingers, he touches his eyes, and then lifts out his phone to tap the camera. Grey tilts his head, an eyebrow raised. Those things are what he has the problem with. Cameras and watching.
Then he takes in Drew. He's dressed in bunched up bedsheets and looks like he's been lying awake for hours. Which he has been, of course, because Grey disturbed him. Grey's shoulders drop. He puts the phone down on Drew's dresser. He doesn't know whether sorry or thank you would be the better sentiment, so he ends up showing Drew both tattoos, and then gently reaching to push the window closed again. Tonight has not been a good night.
He settles on sorry, and shows it to Drew again. They're all static tattoos, for now. It seems even the moving ones have been, somehow, muted. ]
You've gotta figure these things out. [He flaps a hand in the air.] Stoned Drew don't make decisions.
All right. [He repositions himself to give Drew a leg rub, and soon his hands are roving over and massaging Drew's muscles.] Let's get you good and comfy, shall we?
[He makes the connection between the hand gestures and the camera and gets a confused little expression across his features.] Y'got a problem with the cameras? [Because Drew'd noticed them, of course, but had no problem being watched. Hell sometimes he waved to the damn things when arriving home.
He reaches up then, after the new words, ruffling Grey's hair.] Nothin' to be sorry 'bout. Happen to be kinda a fan of handsome strangers divin' through my window in the middle of the night. [He smiles nice and wide, despite the fact that Grey smells like a lot more negative emotions than he does positive ones and starts walking towards the kitchen area.] Y'want a drink?
He reaches up then, after the new words, ruffling Grey's hair.] Nothin' to be sorry 'bout. Happen to be kinda a fan of handsome strangers divin' through my window in the middle of the night. [He smiles nice and wide, despite the fact that Grey smells like a lot more negative emotions than he does positive ones and starts walking towards the kitchen area.] Y'want a drink?
[He groans.] Make sure you're nice an' rough, that's how I like it. [He grins before reclining slightly in his chair.] An' comfortable sounds pretty damn good.
[He raises his eyebrows at that, cocking his head to the side just to really show Matthew he's doing it.]
You, modest? Dude you fucked me the second time we met... you're about as modest as an exhibitionist nympho.
You, modest? Dude you fucked me the second time we met... you're about as modest as an exhibitionist nympho.
[He starts to laugh. It would be a hearty laugh if it wasn't so creepy and many-voiced.]
Right, well, you've ruined my innocence then, haven't you? I was a good God-fearing virgin before I met you.
[He dives off of Drew's shoulder with that comment, flapping wildly to catch air. Yes, he's genuinely trying to fly off without Drew. This won't seem weird at all, right?]
I'll see you at your place, casa nova.
Right, well, you've ruined my innocence then, haven't you? I was a good God-fearing virgin before I met you.
[He dives off of Drew's shoulder with that comment, flapping wildly to catch air. Yes, he's genuinely trying to fly off without Drew. This won't seem weird at all, right?]
I'll see you at your place, casa nova.
Edited 2015-08-31 00:57 (UTC)
[ What problem doesn't Grey have with the cameras? His eyes slide away, and a frown accompanies his look towards the phone. He doesn't tend to film himself even with that. It's rare that he does.
But then Drew ruffles his hair, and his attention snaps back to the other man. Drew couldn't know what that gesture does to him, the memories it invokes. But there is no gesture that could make Grey feel more safe, or at home. Gilliam used to do this. He had done this the very last time they were together. This means intimacy. It used to mean love. Now it means loss, on top of both of those things, and Drew is saying it with such a smile. A beautiful smile.
Grey almost kisses him then and there. He stops himself, and moves to catch his hand instead.
A drink. Drew has already moved on. Grey's mind is still on that hand in his hair. He catches up with Drew, following him and keeping hold of his hand. ]
water ? [ It's all he ever drinks. ] i dont mind
i just want to stay with you .
But then Drew ruffles his hair, and his attention snaps back to the other man. Drew couldn't know what that gesture does to him, the memories it invokes. But there is no gesture that could make Grey feel more safe, or at home. Gilliam used to do this. He had done this the very last time they were together. This means intimacy. It used to mean love. Now it means loss, on top of both of those things, and Drew is saying it with such a smile. A beautiful smile.
Grey almost kisses him then and there. He stops himself, and moves to catch his hand instead.
A drink. Drew has already moved on. Grey's mind is still on that hand in his hair. He catches up with Drew, following him and keeping hold of his hand. ]
water ? [ It's all he ever drinks. ] i dont mind
i just want to stay with you .
Here... we... go...
[He works his hands roughly on Drew's legs, slowly and carefully making his way up to Drew's thighs.]
So... how is it?
[He works his hands roughly on Drew's legs, slowly and carefully making his way up to Drew's thighs.]
So... how is it?
As if. The way you almost left me bruised wasn't even close to God fearin' virgin. You were practically a beast. [He rolls his eyes.]
We took your car here? [He blinks a couple times.] You're actin' pretty damn weird, which is already pretty weird considerin' what we've done so far. But hey, I'll see you there. [With that he drops down to all fours, within seconds becoming a wolf again, pushing that transformation a little faster despite the pain it caused.]
We took your car here? [He blinks a couple times.] You're actin' pretty damn weird, which is already pretty weird considerin' what we've done so far. But hey, I'll see you there. [With that he drops down to all fours, within seconds becoming a wolf again, pushing that transformation a little faster despite the pain it caused.]
[He just lets out a loud groan. It was the kind of groan that one could expect in a way more sexual situation than the one they were in and he writhes a little on the sofa.]
Its good, but y'can keep going still. [At which point he takes another long exhale on the joint, sparking it back up from where it'd burned out. He could already feel the buzz in his limbs, which combined with the leg rub felt really damn good.]
Its good, but y'can keep going still. [At which point he takes another long exhale on the joint, sparking it back up from where it'd burned out. He could already feel the buzz in his limbs, which combined with the leg rub felt really damn good.]
[He smells a flare up of emotion in the air but shakes his head quickly to relieve the smell. It smelt too raw, too much like invading Grey's thoughts and he didn't want to use his powers to do that. Instead he strokes his thumb over the back of the other man's hand and spins slightly, walking backwards and pulling Grey along so he could still read the words on his skin.]
Just water? Was gonna have a beer myself- [He cocks his head to the side.] Do you drink beer? Or are you crazy healthy?
[He smiles at those next words though, a bright smile full of white teeth.] Y'can stay with me all y'want. I ain't gonna stop you- hell I'd like it. Just like I said last time, I get lonely. Besides, my beds more than big enough for the two of us.
Just water? Was gonna have a beer myself- [He cocks his head to the side.] Do you drink beer? Or are you crazy healthy?
[He smiles at those next words though, a bright smile full of white teeth.] Y'can stay with me all y'want. I ain't gonna stop you- hell I'd like it. Just like I said last time, I get lonely. Besides, my beds more than big enough for the two of us.
[ Crazy healthy? Grey doesn't know. He doubts it. ]
drugs
they make it cloudy
[ He gestures at his head, and rolls his eyes, because that's his issue with alcohol. With drugs, generally. It's why he hadn't liked it when Drew mentioned drugs to help his lunar symptoms. He's seen what addiction does, and he doesn't want that.
But it's also true that his head doesn't feel good tonight. Even the words on his cheek are faint - barely there, like he doesn't quite believe in them. He's worried. He can't sleep. And he's angry, with the people who hurt Thomas. He's angry because he doesn't know who they are.
He closes his eyes, and the faint words melt away. He sighs, briefly closing his eyes, and focuses on the one thing making him feel better in all this - Drew, and his smile. His hand closes on Drew's and he moves closer, nodding. Stronger words, this time. ]
i'll drink with you
i'm lonely too .
drugs
they make it cloudy
[ He gestures at his head, and rolls his eyes, because that's his issue with alcohol. With drugs, generally. It's why he hadn't liked it when Drew mentioned drugs to help his lunar symptoms. He's seen what addiction does, and he doesn't want that.
But it's also true that his head doesn't feel good tonight. Even the words on his cheek are faint - barely there, like he doesn't quite believe in them. He's worried. He can't sleep. And he's angry, with the people who hurt Thomas. He's angry because he doesn't know who they are.
He closes his eyes, and the faint words melt away. He sighs, briefly closing his eyes, and focuses on the one thing making him feel better in all this - Drew, and his smile. His hand closes on Drew's and he moves closer, nodding. Stronger words, this time. ]
i'll drink with you
i'm lonely too .
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