The places you have come to fear the most [ALEX]

[Nathaniel Wilson]

"One firewhisky, please," Nathaniel called out as soon as he walked into the Three Broomsticks. It was good to finally have a break from being in Zonko's all the time, no matter how much fun he thought his job was at times.

He quickly found a seat and settled into it, relieved at the lack of noisy schoolchildren and just relaxing. For a moment he considered going up to talk to some random guys (what, they were hot!) but he soon decided otherwise, instead preferring to enjoy the peace while it lasted. Not that it was particularly peaceful in the Three Broomsticks, anyway, but at least he wasn't still in Zonko's.

So there he was, sitting alone at the Three Broomsticks, sipping his firewhisky, and basically just... enjoying himself. Relaxing. Finally.

[Alexander Jay García Torres]

Recently Alex had been going to The Three Broomsticks every now and then in the hopes he'd catch one of his friends. He didn't want to bother them in case they were giving class or grading final exams, so he just switched his normal haunt with this one. If he got lucky, he'd get lucky. The Broomsticks was usually filled with interesting people anyway. It definitely beat some of the miserable muggles that frequented where he usually went.

Looking through the bottom of the pint glass he was draining, he saw a man whose hair looked alot like Brent's. So much so, he even craned around to see the young man that had sat on the table just behind him.

So it wasn't Brent. But someone just as cute. No. His friend wasn't cute. What was he saying? This guy wasn't cute either. Okay... maybe he was. Just a little bit. Not like that thought would ever be voiced. And... Alex was staring. And now he was blushing. Awkward. Maybe he should say something.

"Hola." Alex smiled, words rushing out before he could even stop them. "Having a drink alone? That's nice. Sorry... I think you have nice hair. I'm thinking of cutting mine."



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[Nathaniel Wilson]

Nathaniel looked up when some stranger came over to his table, and and complimented his hair. Oh, gosh, that was weird. It wasn't that Nathaniel didn't think that his hair was nice-looking or anything (he'd have gotten a new haircut if he thought his hair was ugly), but it was just kind of weird to have some stranger walk up and compliment your hair.

What was meant to be just a passing glance, however, ended up as him basically staring (having an appreciation-session) at the stranger. Wow. Well, he was... rather cute, Nathaniel supposed... really cute... totally enough for a bed partner and it didn't matter that it was around noon. He hadn't had sex in much too long, anyway, what with the working nights at Zonko's and babysitting his sisters. This... would be a good chance, and hey, if the guy liked his hair, maybe he'd like some other parts of him, too.

"Hola? Spanish, wow. Sexy. Yeah, drinking alone, but I wouldn't be too adverse to some company, and thanks for the compliment about the hair. I think it's nice, too." Nathaniel grinned before continuing. "You should sit down. We could talk. And maybe have sex later. I mean, if you wanted."

[Alexander Jay García Torres]

Thank Merlin Alex hadn't been drinking when the young man just openly offered him sex. He would of probably spluttered feebly and made a fool out of himself. Instead, Alex sat there, quiet and still, processing what the man had just said. He didn't even know his name. Surely Alex hadn't been that bad before Reid? He at least got names first... didn't he? Alex shook his head to wake him from his daze, cheeks glowing a hue of scarlet.

"Company I can give you but sex..." Alex lifted his hand and wriggled his fingers about, showing the young man his engagement ring. "...I'll have to give that one a pass. Sorry." Oh sweet Merlin. Alex had actually done it. He had turned down sex. It was one of those things that he immediately wanted to share with Reid but... it'd probably be for the best if his fiancé didn't know that some guy had blatantly offered him love of the indecent kind. He'd probably get jealous... freak out... over react... be a Reid.

Alex traded tables and slid into a seat on the other guy's table. He pushed his hand his way for the man to shake. After that bizarre first encounter, continental greeting was off the table. He'd stick with a handshake to be on the safe side.
"I'm... uh... Alex García Torres." He smiled, giving the man a wink and a mischeivous chuckle. "But I think I would've taken you up on that offer if you'd asked me about... say... two months ago."




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[Nathaniel Wilson]

"Ah, damn. It seems like everyone's engaged nowadays!" Nathaniel groaned, taking another swig of his firewhisky. "Just the other day when I was working, I got turned down. It was almost the exact same way, too. I'd have preferred sex, but Merlin forbid if I try to tempt an engaged man to cheat with me. I'll take what I can get, I guess." He grinned, mostly because Alex-who-had-just-turned-him-down-why-did-this-keep-happening-to-him was blushing, and honestly, he was really cute.

Okay, Nathaniel didn't really mind company. He liked it well enough, most of the time, and he supposed that he could squeeze Alex's love story out of him like he did Brent. It'd be fun, and he supposed that there was never anything wrong with listening to more soppy love stories.

"I'm Nathaniel Wilson. Well, I would've liked to meet you two months ago, then, but since I didn't? You should really tell me your love story. It'll be fun! Oh, and you should invite me to your wedding, too. Especially if there'll be cake. I'll get a present and everything."

[Alexander Jay García Torres]

"D'ya just go around offering guys sex or something in the hopes you get lucky?" Alex chuckled while he gestured to a barmaid that he'd like a refill on his beer. She quickly returned with a fresh pint and he pressed a couple of coins into her outstretched palm with a thanks. Would it be too soon to say that Alex kinda liked Nathaniel? Most would probably be weirded out by a man openly asking them for sex. But not Alex. It reminded him a bit of his old self.

"I only really know of me getting married and my two best friends getting married too..." Alex said with a shrug, taking the first sip of what was his third beer. He thought it was his third. He wasn't really keeping count. He'd finished his shift at St. Mungo's and he didn't have work tomorrow so he didn't really need to. "If you want a soppy love story... you should hear theirs. Love at first sight... each other being their "one and only"... adorable really. My story... is a bit different."

Because... which parts did Alex even tell this almost-stranger about himself? The part where he crushed on his best friend for years and even wrote him a song to declare himself but the message didn't go through? Or the part when that friend started going out with his other friend and Alex had his heart broken? Or when he turned into a complete whore that screwed anything willing and with two legs? And the part where he fell in love with another of his friends that Alex was convinced was straight? Or Jackie... an ex-fling that had came back to bite him in the butt and act as if Alex was his pet? Alex unconsciously wrapped his scarf tighter around his neck, hiding the black collar forced on him by that creepy stalker.

The young Spaniard looked down at his pint glass. No wonder he drank so much.

"I'll have to talk to my friends... I kinda want it to be a double wedding thing but... I'm not sure how to ask them. Heh." It wasn't like they'd oppose to the idea. Alex just didn't want them to feel like he was encroaching on their special day in any way. "But, sure, you can come. People tend to get lucky in weddings... so much love flying about... it catches on. So you might even meet someone. That'd be cute. Or... I'll just run away with you if I get cold feet at the altar... now that'd be funny."




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[Nathaniel Wilson]

"Nah, that'd be rather weird. I go around offering cute guys sex. Works better for me that way. I'm okay with girls, too, but guys are just... better. Not that I have anything against the female anatomy." He grinned at a passing barmaid, who giggled and scurried off. "Most people just think that I'm weird."

Nathaniel sighed and took a large gulp of his firewhisky. "Being in love. Tell me, how does it feel like? I mean, the other soon-to-be-married guy that I talked to-- Brent, he told me his name was-- he told me that it feels all fluffy and awesome. And a love story doesn't have to be soppy. You can tell me yours. I'd love to hear it, really."

Truth be told, Nathaniel had his own share of failed romances. Not something surprising, because what with all the fantasising that Nathaniel did, he sure had a shit ton load of requirements that his lover should have. They were all pretty general, yeah, but they were still requirements. So he wouldn't be too against listening to some love story with billions of ups and downs, because that just made it seem all the more realistic. In his opinion, that is.

"A double wedding? Does that mean you get even more cake? Well anyway, I think you should ask them. I bet they'd love it, y'know. Double weddings just mean more reasons to celebrate. And you'll never forget an anniversary that way, because your friend will be stressing about it to you." Nathaniel laughed a little, sipping at his firewhisky. "Yes! I can go? Seriously? That's awesome. The entire love-flying-about thing sounds rather dubious, though. And I won't be running anywhere with you. I'll drag you back to your lover by the ear!"

[Alexander Jay García Torres]

"Brent? You talked to Brent? He's my friend!" Alex's slender eyebrows disappeared under the curtain of hair above his eyes. Small world. Nathaniel and Alex had both been talking about the same guys getting married. So... Brent had said that feeling in love felt fluffy and awesome? Alex was totally going to take the mickey later on if he saw him. Fluffy and awesome. Alex began to giggle lightly. His friend with the stormy temper had said that about Chase... it was funny.

"Love... feels good. It's nice... I mean... it makes everything make sense again. Before Reid... I was pretty lost and felt like I'd never find anyone like him. I felt like I didn't deserve it. And I still feel that way. I don't deserve a man like Reid." Alex was getting the fuzzies in his stomach and the colour in his cheeks was back in full force. It tended to happen any time he talked, or even thought, about his fiancé. Maybe Brent was on to something when he said that love felt "fluffy". It kinda did.

"I respect that you stay away from taken guys... I was a bit different. I didn't care. I just wanted sex, y'know." Alex swallowed slowly, disappearing into his pint glass while he chose the words to his story carefully. "I had a huge crush on Brent's fiancé once... a serious, teenage crush. I even wrote him a song. But... he was blinded by Brent and didn't really catch on..." That had been frustrating. Having the one you really, honestly liked so close to you, close enough to touch, but they were completely oblivious to how you felt. No matter how obvious you made it. Alex would help him with his work, offer it when he didn't ask, do silly errands for him, hold his gaze for maybe a second too long, always ask for his opinion on anything and everything and still it was never enough. All Alex had left to do was come storming into the Main Hall during dinner with a huge sign that read in glowing letters: I fucking love Chase Jackson. "Then Chase started going out with Brent... and I lost it. Started to drink, didn't care, slept around. Plus I'd gotten some bad news about my family at the time so... things weren't going too good for me anyway."

Darn this beer. Loosening his tongue like this. Hopefully he'd know when to draw a line between tellable secrets and ones better to be kept to himself.
"Reid helped me out a bit. Pulled me up to my feet when I fell, smiled to brighten my darkest days... he saved me, in a way. We even shared a drunken kiss. Best kiss of my life, mind you. But we all thought he was straight as straight could be... up until two months ago. We were catching up after work and everything just happened. We were kissing and saying stuff and walking in the park and holding hands and... it was awesome."

Alex's glass was empty again by now. He just hoped he wasn't boring poor Nathaniel with his life story. Well... most of it. Alex decided to keep for himself everything about Jackie Piazza. Hell, not even Reid knew about him. Just Chase. He knew he had to tell him some time soon but Alex was dreading it. Reid was going to take it badly knowing some perverted creep seemed to have it in for Alex.
"And now... we're getting married. But... between you and me... I-I don't know if we're going too fast... marriage... is a big thing. I'm worried I'm not ready, y'know. So... don't be alarmed if you do end up having to drag me back to the altar by my ear." Alex's confession time was over. Time for Nathaniel's. It couldn't be all give, give and give with no take. "What about you? Had an illicit romance with a married man? It'd explain why you wouldn't lure a taken man into bed."




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[Nathaniel Wilson]

"Wow. Brent's your friend? Well then, if you guys are having a double wedding, I'll be going to your wedding too, then! I love weddings, gosh." Nathaniel grinned. He wondered briefly if he'd get into trouble for telling Alex that Brent had described love as 'fluffy and awesome', but he decided that it didn't really matter. After all, at the very most it would result in a little harmless teasing. And harmless teasing was, as its name implied, harmless.

Alex's honesty about love was refreshing, yeah. It wasn't common to find so many people who were willing to spill everything about their love life, especially to a complete stranger like Nathaniel. "It makes everything make sense again, huh. I'll be looking forward to my epic romance, then. Nothing quite makes sense in this world." Nathaniel laughed a little before continuing. "And I'm pretty sure you do deserve your fiance. After all, he's marrying you, ain't he?"

"Well, I used to just want sex, too. And it wasn't really an illicit romance with a married man... to be completely honest, he was just using me for sex. I didn't really matter to him, y'know?" Nathaniel decided that he most certainly had to be drunk. He'd never be revealing all of his dirty little secrets like this, otherwise. "It was... shitty. Honestly. The only reason why he even considered having sex with me was because his wife was ill, like, really ill, in-and-out of the hospital all the time, too weak to have sex. The wife allowed him to sleep around, some rubbish about letting him enjoy himself when he couldn't with her or something. Then he found me, had an on-and-off sex thing with me for a couple of months, till his wife got better. Brought me to his wife and she thanked me. I didn't even know." Nathaniel had fallen out with his parents for some time because of that incident. They didn't approve of him going out with a married man, told him that the guy would always choose his wife over him... Nathaniel didn't agree, so he ran. Got his own place and all, lived there by himself.

He gulped down some more firewhisky before going back onto normal topics. Nathaniel didn't really want to tell Alex about how the guy and his wife had returned to him, two years later when he was finally starting to forget, and had blamed him for their familial problems. All sorts of bullshit, really, that he hadn't really cared about. But yeah, it was enough to prove to him that nothing good ever came out of having sex with someone married, and especially if it broke up a loving couple.

"Ah, I hope Brent didn't figure out that you had a crush on his fiancé. He seems like the possessive type, doesn't he? Turned me down immediately when I offered a threesome-- not that I was serious, of course, but he looked pretty darned offended. And don't worry about the drinking thing. Everyone does that, and almost everyone falls into the drinking-like-crazy-at-risk-of-alcohol-poisoning phase once in their lives. It's depressing, but true. Saying stuff and kissing and walking in the park? You guys sound adorable, and Reid sounds like a great guy. You're a lucky sod, you are. True love's hard to find." Nathaniel snorted a little into his drink before continuing. "Merlin knows I know that's true. And since you put it that way, you can rest assured knowing that I will definitely be there to drag you back to the altar." He grinned. "Can't have your knight in shining armour be stood up on his wedding day, can we?"

[Alexander Jay García Torres]

Alex listened to Nathaniel's story with interest. It was rather upsetting. How a man could cheat while his partner was sick and frail in some hospital bed was beyond him. Being a Healer, he saw many long-term patients with their doting partners glued to their bedsides. Even just trying to think that they were seeing someone on the side while they were going through hell made Alex feel sick to his stomach.

"She... thanked you? Now that is just messed up." Alex scoffed into his fresh pint before taking a deep drink. "I would've sent the man packing. I wouldn't blame you though. You're single, free to do as you please, whereas he shouldn't of been so weak in the flesh." Alex shook his head slowly. He might of slept around quite the bit before Reid but he had promised himself one thing. And that was never to cheat once he had found himself a serious relationship. Like Nathaniel said: True love is hard to find. Alex wouldn't risk it for the sake of a blissful roll in the sack.

"No, Brent doesn't know that I fancied the pants off Chase. Merlin forbid he ever finds out. Brent reminds me a bit of Reid when you put it that way." Alex mused with an entertained smile, rubbing his thumb along the cold, slick glass of his drink. "Reid's a bit possessive... but I honestly don't mind. He just loves me and doesn't want anything bad to happen to me." Even if that was a bit too late. Alex's smile faltered slightly but hid it by disappearing into his beer once again. "But I can't believe you actually offered Brent a threesome. It'd be comical to see." Alex then spluttered some. "See his reaction. Not see the threesome thing... that'd just be wrong. And weird. I'm not a voyeur."

Smooth, Alex, smooth. The beer was fogging up his brain so he blamed that. Surely Nathaniel would understand. They were both drinking, slip ups like these were bound to happen.
"I was actually hoping to catch Brent or Chase here tonight. They sometimes come here after work. Reid isn't home, see, and I kinda don't like being alone... Chase likes to keep me company."




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[Nathaniel Wilson]

Nathaniel got two more firewhiskies from a barmaid and passed one to Alex before sitting down. Alex's drink was almost finished, anyway, so Nathaniel figured that he'd appreciate it.

"Ah, well, what can I say? Some people just don't appreciate what they have. That's why I'm never gonna allow you to run away from that altar, y'hear me?" Nathaniel grinned. "Not worth it. After all you've put into your relationship... to let it go down the drain in a fit of nerves or just some casual sex, it isn't worth it. Not at all. Never understood why people would do it, never will."

Somehow, Nathaniel really hoped for Alex's sake that Brent never, ever found out about Alex's crush on Chase. Brent seemed like the kind of person who could be really scary if he wanted to, anyway, and his being a DADA professor didn't really help matters...? "Ah, I want someone possessive to look after me. Sounds like... it sounds like it'd feel like someone actually cares."

Nathaniel almost burst out laughing at the voyuer statement. "Oh, Merlin forbid you be a voyeur. I think you could go to jail for that, you know."

"Aw, and here I was thinking that it was fate that we met! I guess the entire you-being-engaged thing should've given me a hint. I haven't met Chase yet, but I've seen a photo of him. Brent keeps one in his wallet or something, but he doesn't really take good care of it. He says that it's because he's already got the real thing, and he doesn't need no photo."