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Post by Alexander Jay García Torres on Jun 3, 2012 22:32:28 GMT
 "Well... maybe? He might've made the first move but... even if he did, it doesn't make it okay." There was little ice cream left now, he'd have to remind himself tomorrow to buy more after work. Alex had moved his hand back to Tootie and was leaning against Chase again. He could almost feel how the little titbit of information Alex had given sparked a tiny ray of hope in Chase, he could hear the excitement in his voice.
"I was at Fortescue's and I saw the boy fall over. I healed his grazes and that, we shared some ice cream and then I got invited to his sister's farewell ball." Alex dumped his spoon in the plastic tub, letting Chase have the little bit left. "He's a mega flirt. But he knows who's dating who. Apparently he's head over heels for this Tyler person. And he even told me that he was just teasing, having some fun, entertaining himself until Reid arrived." Thinking back on it, Andrew probably had gone a bit too far. There were lines when it came to flirting with taken men. And Andrew had crossed them with Alex. The Spaniard ran a nervous hand through his hair. It'd probably be best if Reid didn't know.
"But don't tell Reid that he was flirting with me... it... it doesn't sound right." Alex said in a hushed voice. "He's a bit... y'know, possessive. And I don't think he'd like to hear that. I know I wouldn't."
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Post by Chase McKinney-Jackson on Jun 3, 2012 22:42:26 GMT
Chase wasn't stupid. He knew Alex didn't wanted Chase to have hope that it wasn't Brents fault, but he knew iit had to be someones other than Brent. Brent wouldn't do that to Chase. He just knew he wouldnt. Chase took the last bit of ice cream that Alex offered him. Chase was lucky to have such good friends.
"I think I need to hear Brents story... don't I?" Chsse mumbled. He knew he'd have to if he was ever going to get back with Brent, which he planned on. Technically they weren't appart. They were just in the middle of a fight. That was all. "I won't tell him, don't worry." Chsse told Alex. He knew Reid would probably freak out, and chase didn't want boh couples fighting. One was enough. "It couldn't have been his fault... it just couldn't have been..." Chase mumbled, not believing it for a second.
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Post by Alexander Jay García Torres on Jun 3, 2012 23:03:43 GMT
"Yeah... you're gonna have to talk to him at some point." Alex said with a sad smile. He'd offer to do it but... Alex didn't trust himself not to hurt him in some way. "But first you both need some air to breathe. Brent needs space so he can think about what he's fucking done, let regret eat him up a bit and all that. And you need to... brace yourself in case what you hear isn't what you were hoping."
Alex got to his feet, reluctantly exiting the warm, cosy cocoon of the blanket and Chase. He took the empty tub and the spoons, getting rid of them and digging about in one of his cupboards for a bottle of Jack and two cups: one with kittens for Alex and one with "I measure my life in teaspoons" for Chase. Alex's mugs reflected his life pretty well.
"And this is going to help you get your mind off Brent for a bit. If you don't want... it doesn't matter." Alex shrugged, knowing that Chase's past had a problem with an alcoholic father. "But I plan to get wasted in the comfort of my own home tonight. Safer. And I probably won't need to steal your shirt or scribble nonsense on you."
He poured out a couple of fingers in each mug and handed Chase his. Alex lifted his cup up with a small smile while he snugged back into Chase's side, wrapping the blanket tightly around them.
"To Tootie's diet. That starts tomorrow!" And with that the tubby cat disappeared to Alex's room, hiding herself under his bed. Maybe she understood what "diet" meant.
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Post by Chase McKinney-Jackson on Jun 3, 2012 23:14:22 GMT
Chase nodded in agreement. They both needed space. That was for sure. "Yeah, which is why I'm crashing here for the night." Chase tried to smile at Alex, but it wasn't exactly a good smile, or real at all. It was fake and he knew Alex would know that. It was worth a shot. He didn't think he'd actually smile for a while now. Not without Brent.
"Don't worry. I'm not that fragile." Chase joked, but didn't smile. He couldn't. He took the cup from Alex and tipped it against his when he toasted to Tootie's diet, which made the cat run away. "I've always thought fat cats were the best cats." Chase said before resting his head on Alex's shoulder when he sat back down. Cuddling as close to him as he could. Chase took a long drink like that, with his head on Alex's shoulder. He knew he probably shouldn't drink just because he was hurting, but he didn't give a shit right now.
"Thanks Alex... for everything."
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Post by Alexander Jay García Torres on Jun 3, 2012 23:42:40 GMT
"And you're welcome to stay as long as you need." Alex met Chase's "smile" with a small frown. "Reid stays over some nights but he'll understand - This is a family crisis!" The corners of Alex's mouth turned upwards. He liked to think of them as his family - friends wasn't suffice to describe how much the other guys meant to him. Well... maybe not so much Brent right now.
"If you haven't eaten, I have some leftover spaghetti and meatballs that you can have. " Alex had gotten into the habit of making a bit extra every dinnertime just in case Reid swung by unexpected or something. He poured himself another generous serving of whiskey, gesturing to Chase that if he wanted some that he was to just go ahead and top himself up. "Tootie'll want to share. She eats more than me, I swear. I know fat cats are the cuddliest cats but its not good." Tootie would easily do away with Alex's leftovers and still expect to be fed ten minutes later. She was plain spoilt. But Alex loved her.
"You don't have to thank me, twinkletoes. This is what friends are for, right?" Alex chuckled, sipping his whiskey with pinkened cheeks. "And don't worry, you'll be the first person I'll run crying to when I mess things up with Reid. That way you can return the favor."
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Post by Chase McKinney-Jackson on Jun 3, 2012 23:53:12 GMT
"I'm sure Reid will understand. He'd probably be mad at Brent too... wouldn't he?" Chase asked in a small voice. He didn't want this to break up the band. He didn't want this to happen at all. "If... uh. When we get back together... will this effect the band? I don't want the band to break up because of this, Jay..." Chase asked him, snuggling closer into Alex's neck. Forgetting about the booze in his hand, because it didn't fully matter right now.
"I'm not hungry..." Chase told him. He actually didn't remember the last time he had eaten. He had skipped dinner and lunch because he had been doing school work. He didn't remember if he had woken up early enough to eat breakfast. Had he eaten all day? He actually didn't think so. Other than the ice cream that is. But he was fine. He wasn't hungry. He was never hungry when he was upset.
"You won't mess things up with Reid. I see the way you look at him. You really like him. I think you'll do everything you can to hold onto that relationship." Chase told him honestly. It seemed like those two were perfect for each other.
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Post by Alexander Jay García Torres on Jun 4, 2012 0:33:04 GMT
As serious as this all was, Alex didn't want the band to break up because of it. Technically it'd only mean replacing Brent with another singer but... that guy was good at what he did. And singers pretty much defined how good their music would be.
"Reid might be pretty pissed, too. And as for the band... its like you, it'll need some time." Alex let Chase nestle into his neck and ignored how ticklish his hair was on his skin there. "Can't expect all four of us to be in Brent's band room and pretend everything's perfecto. But... this'll be good song material after."
Alex drained his mug and topped himself up with a couple more fingers of drink. He planned to drink, get wasted and sleep it all off in time for work tomorrow. Really he should even have the whiskey out. But any excuse to drink this was an emergency.
"Yeah... I really do like him. I think... I think I love him." Alex glanced in Chase's direction and flushed scarlet. Topic change right now, please. He didn't want to get all gooey over Reid right now, not since his friend was experiencing the hurtful side of love. "I want Tootie to have kittens." Alex mused out loud, grasping for something, anything else to talk about.
"How's that Thestral gash going? I meant to ask you the day after we went out..." Alex had been half-expecting Chase to send him an owl roaring on about how much it hurt. "I didn't mean to leave you there in the field. But just as well I did go home - Reid was waiting for me. He wasn't too happy."
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Post by Chase McKinney-Jackson on Jun 4, 2012 0:53:56 GMT
"I could hope?" Chase asked Alex. He really didn't want the band to fight. He wanted everything to be alright. He wished he never walked in on the kiss. But would that have been better? Not knowing about Brent cheating? Would Chase have been happier that way? Was it the first time he cheated? Or was there other times?
Chase felt a stab in his heart at the comment about Alex loving Reid. "I'm really happy for you, Jay." He said honestly, but it didn't feel right. "I love kittens. I love any animal." Chase admitted, even though he was positive Alex already knew that. It was kind of obvious considering his job.
When Alex mentioned the thestral cut, and how Alex had left him that morning, Chase broke down into tears again. After the thestral attack him and Brent had fought... then they had made love. It hurt Chase immensely to do that. But he did it for Brent. "It's... fine" Chase said in between sobs. "Doesn't... hurt... much." Okay, so that was a lie. Chase was just good at hiding his pain. Not when it came to emotional pain, though.
"I want a cat." Chase told Alex as soon as the sobbing subsided. "I don't want to die alone." Chase cried again. "Take me to get a cat, Jay!"
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Post by Alexander Jay García Torres on Jun 4, 2012 1:27:52 GMT
"No shit, Sherlock." Alex snickered when Chase said that he loved all animals. That much was pretty obvious. This guy fucking hugged Thestrals in his spare time. It wouldn't surprise him if he kept a boggart in a cupboard somewhere for the sake of having a boggart.
When Chase broke out into sobs again, Alex stared at him wide-eyed. Had he said something? Most likely. But Alex didn't know what yet he wasn't about to ask. He wasn't that stupid. Alex just wrapped his arms around Chase and let the guy cry it out. This was heart breaking to witness. Brent was going to get a piece of his mind the next time they all met up. Until then Alex planned to hug, rub circles in Chase's back and murmur hushed encouragements.
When it was safe to let go, Alex sipped on his mug calmly, watching Chase with a careful eye. He almost snorted on his drink and began to splutter, giggling with a rasp as he did. Chase wanted a cat so he wouldn't die alone? Thanks. Because that was the very reason Alex got a cat?
"You fucking drama queen." Alex snickered, placing his empty cup on the coffee table to wrap his arms around Chase once again. "Sure, we can get you a cat. Let me get dressed first. But you're really not going to die alone. We'll be all wrinkly together, remember?"
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Post by Reid Rutherford on Jun 4, 2012 1:40:47 GMT
Reid smiled thinking about surprising Alex again. He had been coming over more often but he still liked to surprise him when he could. He had with him a tube of Alex's favorite ice cream. He had stopped in Diagon on his way over to get a surprise for his love.
It seemed it was his night to be surprised. Instead of finding Alex alone chilling out with his cat, he found him and Chase curled up on the couch with a bottle of whiskey. Confused he walked over to them. "Hey love. What's going on? Why are the two of you moping on the couch, drowning yourself in alcohol?"
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Post by Chase McKinney-Jackson on Jun 4, 2012 1:47:57 GMT
Chase was about to thank Alex and tell him that was fine, he'd wait on the couch for him to get dressed, but then Reid came in. Chase was happy that Reid didn't seem to care they were cuddling on the couch. Then again, it was Chase. Reid should know Chase wouldn't do anything like that, and he clearly did.
"Reidy!" Chase squeal, tears still in his eyes. He got up from the couch and put his cup on the table before running over and giving him a hug. "You won't leave me or hurt me, will you?" Chase said before he started to sob again. Now he had both of his best friends, other than Brent. He wasn't going to let them go any time soon. He didn't want to be alone, and he didn't want to think about what Brent did. He wanted to rewind time, but that wasn't possible. Not.. entirely at least.
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Post by Alexander Jay García Torres on Jun 4, 2012 1:58:53 GMT
Alex startled when Reid opened the front door to his apartment. He wasn't like Chase - Alex assumed that Reid would assume the worst on seeing his boyfriend nestled on the couch with his friend and some alcohol. But Reid seemed okay about it. Alex relaxed and blew out a long breath. He took Chase's cup and downed the last mouthful before getting to his feet.
"Hey, nene." Alex smiled, letting Chase hug him. Normally Alex would probably say something like "hey! Get your own boyfriend!" but right now to say such a thing would be cruel.
"Trouble with Brent." Alex mouthed to Reid, seeing that Chase was now noisily weeping all over his partner. He cleared his throat and raised his voice to be heard over his sobs. "Chase is staying the night and... we're going to get him a cat. And is that... helado? Yes! Ice cream!" Alex didn't care that he had just gorged himself on ice cream along with Chase. There was always room for more. Alex plucked the tub from Reid's grasp with a hesitant peck on his cheek. He didn't want to be too affectionate with the man seeing the state Chase was in.
"I wasn't expecting you tonight... that's twice now that you surprise me while I'm drinking...heh."
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Post by Reid Rutherford on Jun 4, 2012 2:17:22 GMT
Reid wasn't sure what to do. One moment he was walking into say hi to his boyfriend, the next he's got his arms full of his sobbing best friend. Ok something really went wrong. The fact that Reid didn't see Brent proved that. Chase barely went anywhere without Brent. He rubbed Chase's back, trying to calm him. "Of course I won't leave you Chay. Sh, calm down. We'll get through it."
He read Alex's lips and it all made sense. It seemed that their other best friend decided to do something stupid and hurt Chase. He would hurt Brent whenever he found out what he did. "Oh, that's cool. Why a cat Chase? If it's anything like Alex's dumb...Jay's cat it's so not worth the trouble. " Hopefully Alex didn't catch him calling Tootie's a dumb cat. He still didn't get along well with it.
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Post by Chase McKinney-Jackson on Jun 4, 2012 2:36:05 GMT
Chase continued to cry on Reid's shoulder, hoping he didn't care that he would now have wet stains all over because of all the tears. "Reidy... he cheated on me. I-I caught him kissing another guy." Chase sobbed some more.
"I like cats... I like animals. And I want a cat so I won't have to be alone anymore. I'll name him Charlie." Chase said without thinking. Brent's guitar came into his head. It seemed right. "We have to find a male kitty. Okay, Alex? And I want an all white one." Chase pouted, not letting Reid go yet. "Tootie isn't dumb, either. Tootie is such a cute little fat kitty." Chase sobbed more before the tears started pouring out of his eyes even faster. Soon he wouldn't have any more tears to be able to cry out. His eye would be dry.
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Post by Alexander Jay García Torres on Jun 4, 2012 2:49:54 GMT
Seeing Chase break into yet another fit of sobs, Alex stuffed the ice cream into his small freezer so it didn't melt before walking over and placing an arm on his shoulders.
"Cry it all out, twinkletoes." Alex sighed, rubbing comforting circles into his back. He took the opportunity to look at Reid with a sad face. "Remember that Andrew guy from the party? It was him."
Alex might've drank some already but it hadn't rendered him deaf. Reid earned himself a sharp smack on the forearm. Tootie was not dumb. She was adorable.
"Someone's sleeping on the sofa tonight then. With the "dumb cat"." Alex narrowed his eyes and clucked his tongue. Surely Reid would know better than to badmouth Alex's cat. "And I'm not referring to Chase." Alex gave Chase one last firm squeeze before sauntering over to his bedroom to throw on some clothes, pausing by the coffee table to pour himself a drink.
From behind his closed bedroom door, a shrill "you're not dumb, are you, Toots?" could be heard. Alex had found Tootie curled up on his bed, sulking because tomorrow she was starting her diet. Yet again. Now the young man was cooing comforts to her. He was a cat person.
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