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Post by Chase McKinney-Jackson on Jun 5, 2012 3:52:03 GMT
Chase just shook his head at Brent. Of course he wouldn't try to get along with Charlie, he was a cat. Even if he was a cute cat, still a cat. He let it go though, at least Chase got to keep the cat, and Brent. He was more importantthan any cat was.
Of course Brent would want Minna or Blackwood nearby. That man had anger issues towards people. Not toward Chase though. Which made him happy.
What didn't make Chase happy was how he was so teasing him right now. He smirked when Brent hovered over his lips, waiting patiently for him to give up the teasing and just kiss him. Which eventually he did.
Chase felt the sparks fly like he always did when he and Brent kissed. He tried not to think about the fact that another pair of lips has touched the ones he was kissing right now. "Really." Chase murmured against his lips brfore opening them against his lips, letting him have more acess to his mouth if he wanted to. And if he didn't, well Chase would. He brought his hands down and wwrapped them around Brents waist before pulling him even closer than he was before, if that were possible.
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Post by Brent McKinney-Jackson on Jun 5, 2012 8:32:29 GMT
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Post by Alexander Jay García Torres on Jun 5, 2012 18:00:07 GMT
 Why on earth did Chase's office have to be on the tippy-top floor? In was in a freaking tower for Merlin's sake. Alex was definitely convincing Chase to get his fireplace connected to the floo network. So much easier and faster. And it meant less stairs. Alex hated stairs.
By the time Alex had reached the door to Chase's quarters he was terribly out of breath. He'd lost count of how many stairs there were come the seventh floor. The Spaniard rested his hand on the doorknob for a moment and rapped once before spilling into Chase's room.
"What the... Guys. Ew. No." Alex squinted and made a disgusted face. He had known Chase was eventually going to forgive Brent but... he hadn't expected it to be this quickly. It made Alex angry. Brent had gotten off the hook easily. Too easily for Alex's liking.
"So... thing's are cool between you both now?" Alex forced a smile. It was a pretty convincing one though. "That's... nice." Still going to make you pay Brent. Alex mused to himself while he spotted some beers. Now Alex's smile was genuine. This was perfect.
"Cerveza!"Alex squeaked, bounding over to them and just helping himself. He picked himself a can whilst casually sliding his hand into his pocket.
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Post by Chase McKinney-Jackson on Jun 5, 2012 18:56:44 GMT
Chase smiled against the kiss as Brent slid his tongue into Chase's mouth, deepening the kiss. He missed this. He missed his lips on Brent's. Missed the contact. Missed everything about him. He held onto Brent tighter when he felt his weight shift so that Chase was the one holding on to Brent so he didn't fall or anything. Chase knew that Brent was probably really tired right now. Chase was tired, but it was nothing like Brent.
The only thing that could make Chase pull away walked in the door right then. Alex. He would walk in right then. "Oh. Hey Alex. Y-yeah. We're cool." Memories of the night where Chase came crying to Alex flooded through his mind. He knew Alex wasn't happy that Chase had forgiven Brent, but he had to. He just hhad to..
"Uhm. Yeah. Help yourself. Charlie is around here too, if you wanna say hi."
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Post by Brent McKinney-Jackson on Jun 6, 2012 5:02:49 GMT
[/i] to go and walk in right then. Brent swore everyone always chose the most inconvenient times to walk in on him kissing someone... then he remembered the look on Chase's face after he saw him and Andrew and instantly regretted both his actions and him being as stupid as to even think something like that after what had just happened. But he had an excuse: he was Brent. "Hey, Alex." Brent smiled awkwardly at his friend after Chase had pulled away. He had to know about what had happened, Reid too. Brent wasn't quite sure why he wasn't dead yet though... not that he was complaining, he'd just been sure that Alex wasn't going to be very pleasant with him at all. And, honestly, Brent couldn't blame him for that now, could he?[/color][/font][/ul] |
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Post by Alexander Jay García Torres on Jun 6, 2012 5:22:59 GMT
Chase, Chase, Chase.... Alex sighed inwardly. He forgave too easily. If were up to Alex, he would've let Brent squirm, regret and suffer a little while longer. Brent deserved it after all. He deserved it.
"Well... I'm glad for you both." Alex managed to say, his voice thankfully not hinting at the little lie that just slipped from between his lips. It was too soon for Chase to forgive Brent! Shame his friend was a softie when it came to the singer.
Alex plucked the can up and wandered over to Charlie, squatting before him with a smile on his face. He loved cats. And this one was beautiful. Alex had taken his hand out of his pocket and, hidden in his fist, was a single, tiny vial.
"He looks like he's settling down well." Alex looked over his shoulder at Chase while he cracked open the can with a hissing fizz. In went the contents of the vial. Alex had been prepared for this. "And is he eating? Sleeping? Playing?" He scratched the white cat behind his ear while cooing in Spanish. After a moment, he got up and wandered back to his friend and friend.
"Look, Brent... I've talked to Andrew... I don't want to bring this up but... y'know. I kinda have to." Alex scratched the back of his head, sipping on the beer. Yes, he drank from the can. The effects of whatever the Healer had slipped in wouldn't take effect for another hour. Plenty of time to ingest the antidote. "...I... I know it wasn't really your fault." He wasn't sure of this but it was worth a try.
"No... No hard feelings right?" Alex gave him a small smile and handed Brent the can as a sort of peace offering.
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Post by Chase McKinney-Jackson on Jun 6, 2012 5:41:37 GMT
Chase backed away from Brent more, knowing that Alex would be mad at him. Chase didn't want to let Brent go completely though, so he wrapped his arm around Brents waist tightly. He knew he was tired right now. He'd make him go to sleep once Alex left.
Chase gave Alex a weird look when he acted like things were perfectly fine. It was...kind of odd. Chase seemed to remember Alex telling him that even if Andrew made the first move, Brent still had a part in it and therefore waa guilty. "Are... you feeling alright, Jay?" Chase asked him. Kniwing there was something up here. Whatever Andrew told him had to have been a something huge.
"And yeah. Charlie is all settled. He likes it here." Chase told Alex, remembering how they were cuddling before Brent came. He liked it here. Or at least it seemed like that to Chase.
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Post by Brent McKinney-Jackson on Jun 6, 2012 6:16:37 GMT
[/i]' stare before switching his gaze back to Chase with a smile, hoping he or Alex hadn't just seen him have a stare off with a cat. Which Brent had totally won. He always won. Brent eyes widened after Alex had spoken. He was about to say but... it was my fault. Kind of. but stopped himself, thinking better of it. "Uuh, thanks.." he said slowly, frowning at Alex. Okay, this was kind of weird. But, whatever, Brent was just going to go with it. "Right." he smiled back uncertainly, taking the can and downing about half of it in one go. It'd been too long since he'd last had a drink. (Or, maybe since this morning. Which was too long in Brent's eyes.)[/color][/ul] |
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Post by Alexander Jay García Torres on Jun 6, 2012 17:02:23 GMT
Well. Friend of the year award definitely wasn't going to Alex. He'd just lied about Andrew to get them to lower their guard and had successfully poisoned his friend's boyfriend - all in the name of revenge. Someone was going to sleep soundly tonight. And that someone wasn't going to be Brent nor Chase.
"Nah, I'm good, twinkletoes. Just in... an awesome mood." Alex winked at his friend and took the can back from Brent. He'd drank enough for it to take effect in about an hour. "Just met up with Reid... you could say I'm still in a post-sex afterglow." Another lie. He'd been with Reid but there hadn't been enough time for any of that. It was just to explain his bizarrely great mood. It was either that or that he was high.
"I should bring Tootie over here some day." He grinned, looking over at Charlie. "I know that she doesn't really like staying home alone all day... a feline play date. Hehe." Alex chuckled and drank from the can, acting as normal as he could. He thought he was pulling it off pretty well. "Don't mind me saying this but... you two look like shit. I'm sorry I interrupted... it looked like you were both getting ready for bed. If you know what I mean." He said whilst pulling this face.
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Post by Chase McKinney-Jackson on Jun 6, 2012 17:25:58 GMT
There was something weird about this. Chase knew Alex had been extrememly pissed off at Brent. There was no way anything Andrew could have said that made all of the anger subside. No possible way. Chase wasn't going to argue though
If Alex decided to forgive him, the by all means he was going to let him. No matter how fishy this all seemed.
When Brent smiled at him, Chase smiled back, happy they were together again. He leaned in and kissed him gently, he had missed it too much. He had to make up for the lost days. The his face scrunched up in disgust. "Alex... I don't want to hear about you and Reid." He said, chuckling slightly so Alex wouldn't be too mad about it. Chase owed Reid and Alex big. They helped him when he was down and depressed.
"I think aa kitty play date would be awesome. I'm sure Charlie would love that." He smiled at Alex, tightening his arm around Brent, holding him tighter. "And I'm not sure about that. Brent has seemed to not get any sleep since the incident. So I was going to force him to actually go to bed with me and sleep." They would have all the time in the world later for that. Brents health meant more. Chase hadn't wanted to say the kiss, so went with he incident. It was better that way.
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Post by Brent McKinney-Jackson on Jun 6, 2012 19:43:07 GMT
[/i]? Brent just had to draw the line there. He rested his head lightly on Chase's shoulder and suppressed a yawn. He knew Alex was right. After having next to no sleep for the past few days, Brent was absolutely shattered and it showed. "Mnnn." he mumbled in agreement to his friends, starting to zone out of the conversation by now.[/color][/font][/ul] |
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Post by Alexander Jay García Torres on Jun 6, 2012 19:55:18 GMT
It was rather amusing how neither Brent or Chase liked to talk about sex. It was one of Alex's preferred topics at times. But then that was just Alex. He shrugged his shoulders at the pair and took another slew out of the can. As he did so, he glanced down at his watch - it'd be a good idea to get out before they both started showing any symptoms. The first would be general malaise and paling. Alex'd get the antidote down himself before that had chance to occur. Brent, Brent, Brent....
"You both look pretty tired..." Alex sighed, gazing down at the beer in his hand, he moved it about enough to hear it slosh about inside. "I was going to invite you out for drinks but I think it'd be best if you got some rest." He gave a little pout and a sigh, feigning disappointment. Alex should really think about pursuing a career in acting or something should he ever get fired from St. Mungo's. Merlin, if his superiors found out he had actually intentionally poisoned someone... he'd be banned from ever practising medicine ever again.
"Some other time I guess. I'll go see if Reid wants to head out... if not..." Alex shrugged and hooked his thumb onto his jeans. "...I'll find something to do. Got work anyway tomorrow." The Spaniard wandered over to the door to Chase's office and waved a farewell to his friends, taking the unfinished beer with him. He would leave behind no evidence. "Catch you both some other day then. Buenas noches! Take care."
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Post by Chase McKinney-Jackson on Jun 7, 2012 0:30:06 GMT
Chase couldn't say he was depressed when Alex had decided to leave and leave them alone to sleep. Chase didn't care if they did anything, he just wanted to have Brent in his arms for the entire night. "Alright. We'll talk to you later, Jay." Chase said with a dismissive wave toward him as he walked out the door. Chase still thought something was wrong about this whole situation, but he wasn't going to question it.
Chase turned a bit and wrapped his other arm around Brent's waist and clasped his hands together. "Come on, boo. Let's go lay down before you pass out." Chase smiled widely at him before bending down to kiss his amazing full lips once more. He'd probably be doing that quite a bit to make up for lost time. "You really do look like you're gonna pass out on me."
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Post by Brent McKinney-Jackson on Jun 7, 2012 0:55:19 GMT
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Post by Chase McKinney-Jackson on Jun 7, 2012 1:04:29 GMT
Chase just laughed at Brent when he whined because he wanted to be carried. It was so Brent and it was so Chase to happily agree by letting go of his waist and picking him up bridal style. "You're sucha baby" Chase mumbled, but was smiling none the less. It was hard not to smile when he was around Brent.
Chase took him over and through the door that led to his small bedroom. He walked over and put Brent towards the wall more on his bed. His bed wasn't made, so Chase didn't have to worry about Brent laying on them. He pulled the covers over Brent and quickly walked over to his wardrobe to grab a pair of pajama pants. He didn't want to sleep in jeans. He changed quickly in front of Brent. Not caring if he saw him in his boxers.
After he had changed he got under the covers with Brent and put his arm around him, under his head. Chase kissed his temple. "I love you. You know that, Right?" Chase asked him in a whisper.
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