𝕆ℙ𝔼ℕ & 𝕆𝕍𝔼ℝ𝔽𝕃𝕆𝕎;

[roseapothecary]

𝔻𝔸𝕍𝕀𝔻 ℝ𝕆𝕊𝔼

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⮞ alittlebitsingle

[roseapothecary]

( cont. from here! )

Then I'm the cart??

[ One hand subconsciously smoothes down his side. ]

Thank you!

[alittlebitsingle]

Nevermind. I mean don't jump the gun. You don't know what this is yet!

[roseapothecary]

No.

[ It's actually a struggle to type the next few words. ]

But I know what I want it to be.

[alittlebitsingle]

OMG David, you LIKE him.

tfln.

[tablesetter]

[ zings 6 from here. ]

Murder seems like more of a night five activity to me.

😬😍

[roseapothecary]

[ Oh. My god. David drops his phone like it's burned him when he realizes that the person who has just answered him is not Alexis like he'd planned.

How many people have had spontaneous heart attacks brought on by panic in their 30s? David almost becomes a statistic. ]

Oh my god.

I'm sorry that was for my sister.
Um.

I guess you know I had a nice time, then?

😇🥰

[tablesetter]

[ Would a sarcasm-induced heart attack technically be manslaughter?

This is cute. Very cute, though part of him wonders what Alexis' verdict would have been on the matter. ]

Norman Bates vibe notwithstanding?

[ It's all the button-downs and sweaters, right. The khakis. The clean-mouth. ]

I hoped you had a nice time.
I know I did.

[roseapothecary]

Oh, please.
Like you could hide your mother's corpse successfully with Ray around.

[ He can't un-hear that association, though. He wants to make a joke about a stabbing in a shower. Don't make a joke about a stabbing in a shower, David. Don't scare him off. ]

If you're into the whole crossdressing thing, though... 😉

[ Damn it, David. ]

You did?
How nice?

stalking ur david around bakerstreet, found him on a tfln

[albuquerque]

[ cont'd from here: #9! ]

..........wow ok
and this chick wanting 2 send u nudes is a problem bcozzz...???

👀🌹 bless this inevitable mess

[roseapothecary]

[ you mean #8, right?? ]

The nudes aren't the problem!!
UnLESS
She doesn't know how to find her light or something.

It's the caveat.
Like I'm some kind of sexual GERIATRIC.

👀 👀 👀 👀 👀

[albuquerque]

[ ooc LMAO SHIT yes i meant #8 dkjfgdfg ]

ok no offense yo
but if u clenched ur uptight asshole any tighter than it already is, it would probably collapse in on itself and form a black hole
so, sounds to me like she's getting the exact reaction outta u that she was expecting 2 get
except ur bitchin at me about it instead

💀💀💀

[roseapothecary]

EXCUSE YOU.
You keep my collapsed asshole out of your mouth.

[ and that's... that's a thing that was just said. ]

You are MISSING the point and I am not surprised.
'Bitching'?
Who's bitching?
She's instigating!
You're both instigating!!

⮞ dividingline

[roseapothecary]

( continued from here! )

[ He lets himself touch a little more when he's encouraged, the backs of his fingers smoothing against the beard that's far softer than he'd thought it would be. David will give anything neat yet rugged a chance but everything about this has been a surprise. ]

You just wanted to get hurt? [ The look on David's face says he could not possibly understand the motivation any less. ] God, what nightclub was that bad? [ And then, self-consciously: ] You could have just called me... If you were bored, or whatever.

[dividingline]

[ Grady's gaze stays levelled on David's face, watching every flicker of emotion, as impassive as an obedient hound under his touch. He knows there's not much he can explain, here, not when the truth of who and what he is -- and who and what is waiting for him back in North Dakota -- could land them both in a very dangerous situation.

He reaches up to take David's hand, almost examining it, rubbing his thumb in little circles over the middle of his palm and up to the roots of his fingers. His skin is so soft and warm, unscarred, perfect. ]

Yeah? You would've come?

[roseapothecary]

[ The touch is so unexpectedly affectionate that David feels tugged closer by it even though neither of them has moved. If the sudden flight of butterflies in his chest could give just it fucking a rest, he'd be able to think straight. ]

Y-yeah? [ He's pretty sure he would have? Oh god, is he being too transparent? Giving too much? Every time he has before, people have pulled away. It's like a super depressing magic trick that David keeps checking his own sleeves for anxiously. Tell a person you like them, they vanish. ] I wasn't... doing anything last night, anyway. Big surprise.

[ And maybe that's exactly why David is out bringing slurpees to magnetic criminals in motel rooms even more run-down than his own. Because it isn't boring. ]

[dividingline]

[ It definitely isn't boring. For all the many things Grady has to regret about what he's doing, he can't find it in himself to regret getting to know David, even if it does make some things more complicated. ]

Next time. [ It's as much of a promise as he can offer. He tries not to think about that too much. David's hands are both occupied, so he takes the opportunity to reach up to brush his fingertips over the other man's shoulder, as if memorising him piece by piece, then to the back of his neck to tug him forward to kiss him. ]

⮞ cleanmouth

[roseapothecary]

Losing you to what?

Ew, no.
He's probably dead by now.

[cleanmouth]

I can't even explain it at this point. Forget I said anything.

Wasn't he the same age as your dad?

[roseapothecary]

🤨

Don't EVEN go there.
I'll throw up.

⮞ soextra

[roseapothecary]

( continued from tfln! )

HOW DARE you?? Be so unforgivably right?

I look like mom from her amnesia episodes when they so intelligently directed her not to look like she was thinking. It's fucking weird.

[soextra]

this is bad, david. people thought that she'd had a stroke that episode.

[roseapothecary]

I KNOW, ok??
Why do you think I texted??

I thought you of all people might know how long this could last.

⮞ buttonface

[roseapothecary]

( continued from tfln! )

[ Instead of asking if Patrick is actually mad (David has a feeling he doesn't want to know the answer), he just sends another picture. This time, his zipper is undone and his hand has disappeared inside his jeans to hold himself properly, the camera tastefully capturing the trail of hair that runs down to his groin.

He doesn't have to fake anything, it really does turn him on to fluster Patrick like this. ]

[buttonface]

[ God. Patrick quickly puts his phone away and doesn't look at it again until after the day's closing remarks.

Or at least that's the plan. In reality he makes it to the afternoon break, forgoing the shitty coffee and questionable pastries on offer in favor of ducking into a bathroom stall to finally look at that picture type a reply. ]

Making deals with new vendors requires not scandalizing them before I've even had a chance to introduce myself, you know.

[roseapothecary]

[ While David has unfortunately gotten bored of waiting around for Patrick to finally give in and message him back, he did take a few more pictures to have ready for when that moment came.

So when it does, Patrick just gets another shot of David, jeans tugged down around his thighs, dick out and being squeezed in a way that shows off the length of him. David knows his camera angles. Even if he's currently walking to the Cafe for a second lunch. ]

I guess it depends on the vendors.