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Post by Emma on Mar 20, 2007 14:53:44 GMT -5
Mithos chuckled again, shrugging expansively. "Alright, then." He said simply, smiling as he returned his gaze to the fireplace, watching the flames flicker and dance. For some reason, he didn't want Ren to leave. He got the feeling that if Ren left, it would end up being another eighteen years before they saw one another.
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Post by Loki-chan on Mar 20, 2007 14:57:52 GMT -5
Ren was catching the "don't-leave-me" vibes that Mithy was emitting. Mostly becuase they were mutual. Ren really didn't feel like leaving yet. "Say, what time is it? It's terrible to catch a taxi this late... Ugh, teach me to book a hotel across town. Getting back is going to be miserable." Ren placed a hand on his hip and ran the other through his long hair. He may as well have just asked to stay the night, since he was giving Mithy such an obvious chance to invite him. But, Ren wasn't one to impose himself on others.
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Post by Emma on Mar 20, 2007 15:00:42 GMT -5
"You could stay the night, if you'd like." He suggested, looking back up at his friend with a smile. "It would certainly save you paying the extortionate taxi rates at this time of night."
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Post by Loki-chan on Mar 20, 2007 15:06:28 GMT -5
"Fare isn't what i'm worried about, it would just be such a pain in the ass to wait out there in the cold. I think I'll take you up on that offer, Mithy. A taxi will be much easier to catch in the morning. I'm sure Jun will figure out i've decided to stay the night with you. She always seems to know what we'll do when together... She hasn't lost that sense, you know." Ren said. He'd actually checked his pockets on the way over, just to make sure Jun wasn't making another prediction. He didn't know why he battled fate, though. Whatever would happen, would happen whether he knew it would or not.
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Post by Emma on Mar 20, 2007 15:09:57 GMT -5
Mithos chuckled again, nodding simply. He was much happier than he was letting on that Ren agreed to staying the night. He didn't think he could bear to say goodbye to one of his oldest friends just yet. "In that case... Are you sure you don't want a drink?"
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Post by Loki-chan on Mar 20, 2007 15:18:36 GMT -5
Ren smirked. "You and your alcohol. It'd either be the only thing to put you to sleep after drinking all that coffee, or you'd just end up wide awake AND drunk." Ren looked from Mithos, to the fire, and then shrugged. "Well if you're going to make drinks anyways, make me something virgin. Mixed." Ren said, nodded, and then sat back down in his chair. It was basically an open invite to give Ren as much alcohol as he could stuff into one drink. Ren had mentioned once, years ago, about how you could never taste the alcohol in a mixed drink until you were buzzed and tipsy. It only took Ren one drink to go past the point of no return anyways, so, they'd see what would happen.
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Post by Emma on Mar 20, 2007 15:36:17 GMT -5
Mithos chuckled as he stood up, picking up the two empty coffee mugs and heading into the kitchen, placing the mugs in the sink. With that, he opened the cupboard that was set into the wall at the height of the worktop, full of alcohols, cordials, and everything else a bartender might need. It had always been a hobby of his, and he'd gotten much better at mixing drinks over the years. As such, he mixed Ren something that was alcoholic enough to get the younger man drunk, but not give him too much of a hangover in the morning. Nudging the cupboard closed with an elbow, he returned to the living room with two glasses of something full of ice and vaguely strawberry-flavoured, though his was much stronger than Ren's.
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Post by Loki-chan on Mar 20, 2007 15:41:31 GMT -5
Ren smirked and took the drink from him, taking a sip and looking impressed. "Damn Mithy, you ought to open a bar, or something. Beverages are really your forte. Do you have nothing better to do? This is good." Ren was tipsy halfway through the glass, as he expected he would be. That was why he'd drank it anyways. They both still needed an excuse. By that time, Ren stood up and walked over to Mithy's chair, perching himself on the arm rest.
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Post by Emma on Mar 20, 2007 15:45:36 GMT -5
Mithos sniggered to himself, getting through his glass fairly quickly. "I've had a lot of time to practice." He said simply, grinning at his friend of many years. Every time they had gotten drunk back in school, they'd slept together. Although, a more accurate description would be that every time they slept together, they got drunk first. It became something of a tradition.
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Post by Loki-chan on Mar 20, 2007 15:49:57 GMT -5
Ren drained his glass, and set it down as gracefully as a drunk man could. Ren slipped off the arm of the chair and into Mithos' lap, and looked at him lustfully before pinning their lips together. It was true, if they ever got too close, they had to get drunk before proceeding. It wasn't that they didn't want it. It was so they could keep their relationship set as friends and still get away with random acts of sluttery. Niether of them wanted to aknowledge they were actually in love with the other. Even now, 18 years past graduation, they were still so young. Booze first, sex later, and minimal regret in the morning. Maybe, maybe tomarrow would be different.
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Post by Emma on Mar 20, 2007 16:05:23 GMT -5
Mithos melted happily into the kiss, hands wandering as the empty glass slipped from his hand to bounce on the soft carpet. This was the thing about Ren that he had missed most. Despite getting drunk and sleeping together far too many times to count when they were at school, the two of them both refused to acknowledge that they might have feelings for each other. Getting drunk was the easiest way of denying it, so they could always keep their standing as good friends, justification for doing what they did.
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Post by Loki-chan on Mar 20, 2007 16:58:30 GMT -5
Ren's tongue slithered along Mithy's lips. Thanks to Mithos, Ren had actually built up his tolerance to alcohol. he remained just concious enough to remember their night when he woke up, but he'd still be drunk enough to do it in the first place. It was the perfect balance, and the way both of them wanted it. Ren's hand snuck up to Mithy's tie and tugged it's knot, trying to pull it down without choking Mithos. Since he was poor with a tie himself, he didn't even know what knot he was trying to undo. Ren's tie was a pathetic half-windsor.
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Post by Emma on Mar 20, 2007 17:19:14 GMT -5
Mithos took Ren's hands in his own, going through the motions of untying his own tie, and then Ren's. It amused him, in the back of his mind, that Ren's was only tied in a clumsy half-windsor, whilst his own was a neat windsor knot.
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Post by Loki-chan on Mar 20, 2007 17:25:28 GMT -5
Ren's lips slipped carelessly off of Mithy's for a moment as he watched him undo the ties. He groaned and started sucking on Mithy's ear. "You and your damn fancy english ties." Ren complained, while licking Mithy's ear like candy. His free hand, now no longer bothered by getting the ties off,slipped down Mithy's buttons and then into his shirt. He had always loved the feel of Mithy's pecks, and now he'd get to check for battle wounds. That was one thing that always set their bodies apart. Ren's was covered in scars from his youth, especially the big one that ran right through the division in his abs. Mithy had always been quite spotless.
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Post by Emma on Mar 21, 2007 16:26:34 GMT -5
Mithos now had too many scars to count, a large knot of a scar on his right shoulder, and another much larger one on his back, the exit wound. There were several smaller scars scattered over his chest, signs of torture - enough to make one think it had happened more than once, but Mithos had never let himself be captured again.
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Post by Loki-chan on Mar 21, 2007 18:44:34 GMT -5
Ren dragged Mithy off his chair, onto the soft rug in front of the fire. It wasn't like anyone else lived here, and Ren was unfamiliar with the layout. So screw the bedroom. He was sure they'd either curl up in front of the fire or slide their way down the hall when they were done. As Ren greedily tore off Mithy's clothing, he took a moment to pause and look him over. "Warriors Memories." Ren said, before proceeding to return to devour him. Ren barely understood how it happed, he always started out on top until they got to actual sex, and somehow he ended up the one being stuck. In highschool he'd gotten used to it. They'd been apart 18 years. This might hurt.
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Post by Emma on Mar 22, 2007 10:40:24 GMT -5
When the sunlight broke through a gap in the heavy curtains, Mithos yawned, rolling onto his back and staring at the ceiling. Despite eighteen years apart from each other, it hadn't seemed all that strange. That was... Comforting. At some point before falling asleep, one or other of them had grabbed the throws that covered the chairs and pulled them over the two of them as blankets.
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Post by Loki-chan on Mar 22, 2007 10:46:12 GMT -5
Ren was awakened by the movements of Mithos, who he'd previously been wrapped around. He always seemed to sleep later, after he'd drank. His head was just a little fuzzy though... as he suspected, Mithos hadn't put as much liquor as he usually did into his drink.
Ren turned a bit to look at the smoldering fire, which had gone out sometime during the night. Then his golden orbs shifted back to Mithos, and Ren rolled over to face him. "Ne, Mithy." Ren said, eyes set firmly on the englishman. "Eighteen years and we haven't changed a bit."
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Post by Emma on Mar 22, 2007 10:52:35 GMT -5
Mithos chuckled, his hands linked underneath his head as he shifted his gaze to Ren for a moment, then back up to the ceiling. "I think we should stop doing this, you know..." He muttered, violet orbs flickering to his friend and back swiftly. "The alcohol, that is."
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Post by Loki-chan on Mar 22, 2007 11:00:42 GMT -5
Ren stratched mildly, then shifted over to lay on his abdomen. He supported his head on his arm and kicked his feet lazily. "You know what that would mean." Ren commented, as they both knew very well. "But I suppose after eighteen years, a charade is just a charade, isn't it? It's not like we even see each other every day now like we used to. Even live in different countries... We don't have anything to protect anymore, do we?" Ren brushed his hair back. In highschool, niether one of them could accept they were in love with the other. And being lovers, in highschool, would've been more akward than they were ready to deal with. They were protecting themselves. But now, the situation had changed, hadn't it? It was really a question of, when they parted today... what did they want to be? Friends, or Lovers.
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