Jul. 22nd, 2012 11:50 pm
easilyflustered: (you must be joking)
[personal profile] easilyflustered
Possibly the worst part of last night is that Liam remembers it.

So he's sticking to his room, nursing his hangover with complete embarrassment.

[private threads for [personal profile] maddeninghatter and [personal profile] bitchingboots]

Date: 2012-07-23 07:03 am (UTC)
maddeninghatter: (slow clap)
From: [personal profile] maddeninghatter

"Goooooooooood~ mor~ning! Rise and shine, greet the dewy-fingered dawn! ☆"

The door rattles, and Break lets himself in. Possibly the very worst show of judgement Liam displayed last night was letting Break keep his key! Because Break is trilling and rattling and behaving in a manner pretty well guaranteed to annoy anyone with a hangover. Because Break doesn't have a hangover, and he's rubbing it in.

Either that, or he has decided the brazen approach is the best way to head off any potential awkwardness!

Date: 2012-07-23 07:24 am (UTC)
maddeninghatter: (chuckle)
From: [personal profile] maddeninghatter
Break finds a chair, and sprawls across it, his legs hooked over the arms.

"Why so laaaaaaazy, Mister Liam? Could it be that you're not feeling so well this morning?"

He giggles behind his sleeves; then waggles a disapproving finger.

"That can happen, you know, when you were feeling too good the night before!"

Date: 2012-07-24 04:01 am (UTC)
maddeninghatter: (waaaaaaave)
From: [personal profile] maddeninghatter
"Cos you've got no experience at it. Truly, I'm disappointed. You with your reputation for holding your liquor."

If he stretches over the arm of the chair, he can just reach Liam with his still-stockinged (and tiny girly) foot. Which he does, lightly kicking LIam in the shoulder.

"It was all you could manage to hold onto me~!"

Date: 2012-07-24 04:15 am (UTC)
maddeninghatter: (you amuse me)
From: [personal profile] maddeninghatter
This is going well, everything is as expected. He's teasing, Liam is grumbling, there's no need for awkwardness now, and they can all go on as before. They can laugh about happy times and simply--

"I was not f-flailing around! You're big, you were all ooooooover the place!"

--except for the fact that Liam has his foot! For now, he'll simply wiggle his toes at him. Brazenness, remember? He can probably embarrass Liam into letting go!

Date: 2012-07-24 04:35 am (UTC)
maddeninghatter: I meant to do that (smile ♘ don't mind me)
From: [personal profile] maddeninghatter

That's an intentional laugh, a conversational laugh that has absolutely nothing to do with being tickled. Yes.

"Don't be upset, Liam. Hallucinating is a perfectly noooooormal consequence of being ridiculously drunk! ☆"

Liam... should be considerably more... flustered right now. After all, isn't this the man he'd once rescued from beating himself in the head in the middle of the Pandora hallways? Break grits his teeth. He could pull his foot away, but that means Liam has won. Ergo:

"And I appreciate the offer of a foot rub, but that's not the way to go about it. Can I give you some pointers? ♥ "

Date: 2012-07-24 05:17 am (UTC)
maddeninghatter: (falling)
From: [personal profile] maddeninghatter
[ It's... torture being tickled like this, but not allowing himself to squirm or laugh. And torture feels - surprisingly good, particularly coming from a friend. He deserves it, doesn't he? Break relaxes, settling back into the chair, focussing on the exquisite agony of the sensation. ]


Oh. You mean her.

Date: 2012-07-24 05:26 am (UTC)
maddeninghatter: (uke!)
From: [personal profile] maddeninghatter

That gets a reaction! Because when one is expecting pain, and receives pleasure instead...

He adds, quickly, to cover himself:

"Haha~! That tickles a little!"

And then, more peevishly:

"I imagine any way of meeting that woman would qualify as being 'like that.'"

Date: 2012-07-24 05:46 am (UTC)
maddeninghatter: my emo is showing (don't know what to think anymore)
From: [personal profile] maddeninghatter
He doesn't feel the burning fiery desire to punch her in the face, as he did with Kevin. However...

"It's certainly not my place to tell Mister Liam how to conduct his personal affairs."

Probably he should have just left it at that. Probably.

"...but I think you could do better."

Perhaps because Break is distracted by this line of conversation, he doesn't realize that he has, unconsciously, put his other foot in Liam's lap, to be rubbed. Liam's hands are - very warm.

Date: 2012-07-24 06:04 am (UTC)
maddeninghatter: (too funny)
From: [personal profile] maddeninghatter
"Ha! Ahahaha! Nnn."

Yep. He realizes it. With his recently rubbed foot, he wiggles his toes against Liam's chest.

"Yes, actually. Ap~pallllllling!"

He's being playful. This conversation is playful, isn't it? Nothing is serious, nothing has to be serious. And then, presently, they'll go down for tea, and everything will be as it was.

Date: 2012-07-24 06:19 am (UTC)
maddeninghatter: (allow me to observe)
From: [personal profile] maddeninghatter
"Even a stopped clock is right twice a day, if Lord Idiot-Hair happens to be not mistaken once in his life, that's hardly anything worth remarking upon."

Break doesn't answer for a moment, presumably because he's indulging his deep dark simmering seething hatred of Liam's boss.

"Hmm? Oh! Yes, of course. I am groping you, Mister Liam, hope you don't mind~! ♥ "

...which is when he starts sliding his (dainty tiny) foot up the side of Liam's face!

Date: 2012-07-24 06:40 am (UTC)
maddeninghatter: (the cake is a lie)
From: [personal profile] maddeninghatter
Break freezes. It was actually better when Liam was tormenting him with the tickling. He deflates; his foot drops. He draws himself up into a sitting position (he'd been draped languorously across the chair, one arm actually trailing on the ground).

"I think - perhaps - we could both do with some tea. Shall we go down?"

Date: 2012-07-24 06:56 am (UTC)
maddeninghatter: and dead friends (here's to a long life)
From: [personal profile] maddeninghatter
As Liam gets up and walks away, Break sits quietly in his chair. His feet feel cold, all of a sudden. He shivers.

"Oh - I have something of yours."

Break fishes something out of his pocket and sets it on the table. It's Liam's key.

Date: 2012-07-24 07:10 am (UTC)
maddeninghatter: (emo ♘ ah geez)
From: [personal profile] maddeninghatter
They are very lovely purple slippers, and it's testament to Break's fashion sense that he doesn't immediately make the connection to Xani (though he might, later!). He simply assumes that Liam has things for him, is fussing over him, looking after him, scolding him. It's all very familiar and comforting, even if undeserved.

He drops the slippers on the floor and steps into them.

Thank you, Liam.

"Let's head down then. Mister Hangover needs his tea, after all~."

Date: 2012-07-25 02:59 am (UTC)
maddeninghatter: (despair)
From: [personal profile] maddeninghatter
Break can, of course, detect Liam's dejectedness coming off of him in waves; and - of course - he feels tremendously guilty, having been the cause. He's frustrated with himself, and the situation, as this had been precisely what he'd hoped to avoid. He remembers, to his chagrin, his conversation with Xani the night before. He'd accused her of toying with Liam. But isn't that what he'd been doing - albeit unconsciously - just now?


This is all in stark contrast to Liam's kindness. The slippers - such a small gesture. This is the essence of Liam: small gestures, but such a big heart.

"I think i've... changed my mind about tea."

Break realizes, just then, that their easy friendship of so many years is probably shattered, forever, beyond repair. He makes no distinction between "this" Liam and "his" Liam, because if this has happened here with this Liam, it's likely to happen with his Liam. Their hearts are the same, as far as he can tell.

He stands up.

"I'll see you later, hmm?"

He feels old.

In the end, you lose everything right? Everything decays, everything dies.

Date: 2012-07-25 03:34 am (UTC)
maddeninghatter: (my body just feels like shame)
From: [personal profile] maddeninghatter
And now Break feels like he's just kicked a puppy. A puppy that, after being kicked, has padded quietly off and returned with his master's slippers.


"Don't be ridiculous!"

Break grabs Liam's arm and yanks him towards the door.

"Of course you want tea! You're dying for it, and so am I. Come on!"

Date: 2012-07-25 05:08 am (UTC)
maddeninghatter: (not amused)
From: [personal profile] maddeninghatter
Break actually marches Liam down the hall, using his full strength, muttering all the way:

"Honestly Liam, of all the foolish, useless things to say! Sorry? What're you sorry for, you couldn't be selfish if you tried, now what you want is tea and cake, and then perhaps you'll make more sense, and stop being such an idiot, really now!"

He is clinging tightly to Liam's arm. He is determined now; Liam's apology shamed him. He is not going to simply give up. He will not let something so precious slip away.

Date: 2012-07-25 05:25 am (UTC)
maddeninghatter: (Reim)
From: [personal profile] maddeninghatter

And with that huff and that forehead poke, Break smiles - from the heart.


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