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[He hadn't expected this. He'd expected Toby to just nod at his stupid story, not freak out as the scent of anxiety and distress suddenly flood the room, his eyes widen slightly, head tilting slowly to the side. His reactions were slow thanks to the drugs but he wasn't completely confused.]

Hey, come back... [He gestures with a grabby hand for Toby to resume his previously relaxed expression.] They're just a couple guys I met when I got here, both of 'em kinda welcomin'... it ain't worth freakin' out over.

[Inwardly, he tells himself to settle down after that kneejerk reaction, but it's hard. He takes slow, quiet breaths to calm himself before carefully, delicately leaning against Drew again.]

Right... Sorry about that.

[He wonders if Dorian had mentioned—but then again, Toby hadn't specified that he and Dorian were together. So maybe it was the same, the other way around.

As for Abduxel... Well, Toby chastises himself in his thoughts; his reaction was an absolute embarrassment. How could he have lost his cool so quickly, or reveal to anyone else his frustration? Toby can't let Dorian find out what Abduxel puts him through just so he could be together and happy with Dorian, and a part of that means hiding it from anyone else who might side with Abduxel.]

I know them; they're not bad, not really. [This is part truth and part rationalization. Toby is still fighting the sting of hurt that comes with his conflicted feelings about Abduxel, and trying to guard himself from the possibility of Dorian breaking his still-healing heart again.] Things are complicated, is all. I-I really am sorry about that. Because you're right, it's not a big deal...

[He tries to shut down that part of his brain that is thinking about all this way too hard.]

[When Toby's leaning against him again he moves a hand to ruffle the vampires hair, the joint once again between his lips. He could smell the frustration, smell those burgeoning feelings just below the surface but didn't know quite where they were going toward. He tilts his head, words forming lazily as he speaks.] Please tell me y'didn't fuck Matthew too?

[Which was quite some revelation, but if it turned out the man he'd shagged in his first fortnight here was Toby's boyfriend, well, that would be awkward. Or it would give the vampire a get out of jail free card.]

[The question surprises Toby, jolting him out of his dark and frustrated thoughts, and so he lets out an incredulous laugh. Drew's hand in his hair starts to calm Toby, and soon his defensive wariness subsides as he relaxes.]

What? Oh, no—not at all, I didn't. [~~This doesn't mean he wouldn't necessarily. Perhaps if he weren't taken. But also, perhaps not.~~ The fact that Drew thinks Toby had slept with (or might've been together with) Abduxel is quite shocking and amusing.] No, Matthew helped me find Dorian, who's from my world and... also happens to be who I'm together with.

[Here, he offers a small but beaming smile because just thinking of Dorian and knowing they're together has a way of making Toby feel rather special.]

[Drew just nods slowly before curling up and getting a little more comfortable around the other man. He nods slowly.] Just one of us, then. Guess it woulda been too hilarious thinkin' the two of us had got down and dirty with the same man.

[Dorian. Oh. That was Toby's boyfriend? It seemed almost out of place from what he knew of the former.] Oh yeah? He swung by here a couple weeks ago, hooked me up with Matthew. Gave me a book I haven't tried to read yet... he's cute. [He nods again, the motion slow as he smokes before absent mindedly passing the joint to Toby whether he wanted to smoke or not.]

[Toby glances at the joint for a moment while he considers before plucking it up and taking a drag. Smoking isn't really his thing, but that doesn't mean he hasn't tried. However, he's never smoked a joint with wolfsbane, and while vampirism grants him some deal of protection, he doesn't know what kind of effect it'll have on him. He then returns it to the werewolf and exhales.]

Yeah—and let me guess: he gave you "The Picture of Dorian Gray" by Oscar Wilde, didn't he? [He has an endearing smile as he shakes his head in amusement.] How very like him; he's quite vain and conceited, that Dorian.

[But Toby loves him more than anything.]

[He nods again while taking the joint back, his hand tracing invisible patterns into Toby's scalp as he sucks deeply on the roach, holding his breath this time for what is clearly an inhuman length of time before exhaling not unlike the wolf that would blow the house down.]

He sure is... in a hot kinda way. If y'all ever consider a threesome I better be first on that list. [And then he genuinely giggles.]

[The lazy movements on his head lull Toby into comfort and security, and he practically snuggles up, feeling good and cozy against the werewolf. He lets out a quiet hum before speaking.]

Mmm, yeah... he is. No worries, Drew; you are definitely number one on that list.

[He takes a deep breath and sits in pleasant silence for some moments until he pulls up his device.]

That reminds me, I didn't get something you wrote in the messages—who's Britney?

[That's so 90s, like Toby has any clue.]

[When he feels Toby finally relax against him he lets out his own soft sigh. He'd needed this for a while, comfortable companionship, a body against his, the intimacy of casual touches.]

Good to know, I'd be one sad puppy if y'said no. [He's smiling though until Toby asks that question and Drew's jaw drops slightly.]

Who's Britney, you're seriously askin' me who the hell Britney Spears is...? [His hand still in Toby's hair because this just wasn't cool.]

[Innocently and in all earnest,] Am I supposed to know who that is?

[Drew just looks sad.] Yeah, you are... damn vampires and their lack of pop culture. Y'all miss out on everythin'. [And now he's just going to take another reek on his joint.]

~~[He might actually know if he hadn't been dead.]~~

Hey... [He reassuringly runs his hand back and forth against Drew's thigh.] I don't know that it's something to get sad about. Can't you just catch me up, like how you explained hacking at the swear-in event?

[He just smiles then, he wasn't really sad per se, maybe just disappointed.]

She's a singer, got into it when she was just a kid and then went absolutely insane... there's no catchin' up on Britney Speers, you had to live through her.

Ah, damn. More's the pity. [He puts the device away, having addressed what he really didn't understand.] Should I have paid more mind to how many inches the pizza was? I simply ordered them large and meaty...

[He chokes out a laugh before squeezing Toby's shoulder.] I'm sure whatever amount of inches y'got are more than good enough. [He waggles his eyebrows as if to say there was a huge double entendre involved.]

[He realizes a little too late what he'd walked into, and laughs in response.]

Oh, Drew. I appreciate you vouching my adequacy. This apparently isn't a case of seeing is believing.

Hell y'could whip it out and confirm some details if y'wanted? [He nudges against him with a shoulder as if to egg him on.]

[While lazily shoving Drew back, he's clearly cracked up about it.]

Nice try, but not this time!

[He sighs, looking the picture of disappointment.]

Well damn, maybe I'll ask again in a couple hours, lull you into some kinda false sense of security.

[Feeling kinda bad about it, Toby frowns slightly but remains good-spirited.]

...But you just mentioned your scandalous plan aloud!

[He wasn't really disappointed but at least the act was working.]

I'm just never gonna make it as a super villain, am I? Givin' out all my secrets so quick.

Perhaps not, but you can't mean you've revealed all your secrets. [A small chuckle.] I know there's more to you that I haven't discovered.

[Like the thing where Drew can turn back into a human during the full moon he eventually learns about in the log following this...]

[He chuckles.] I'm an open book Toby, you've just gotta ask the right questions. [He grins nice and wide, squeezing an arm around Toby.] Y'should take advantage of the fact I ain't so in control of myself an' ask 'em.

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—If only I knew all the questions to ask. [Even being pulled close and tight against Drew, Toby finds himself grinning and feeling perfectly comfortable.] Then I might actually be capable of taking advantage of the situation.

[Though the reality is, he probably wouldn't be much good at taking advantage of it anyway. Not in any normal circumstance, that is; and so far, these are fairly normal circumstances so far as Toby's concerned.]

[He just smiles even wider.] Well hell, I can't go tellin' you the questions, kinda spoils the whole thing. [He flicks ash from the joint into a nearby ash tray, a painted clay thing he'd seen in a store before taking another long reek and passing it to Toby, he hadn't even bothered to ask if the vampire could get affected by this crap.]

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WAIT WRONG THREAD

did i mess you up with the inclusion of the wolf bit?

yes we'll blame you