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[hardlydead]

Just until I open my mouth. [ he's not mad, if anything the way his eyes crinkle give away that he finds it hilarious, but he still licks his lips and nods slowly like that's deeply hurtful. ] Can't disagree with you, but fucking hell.

[outerfringe]

You know I'm just fucking with you, right?

[Jeff grins down at his own lap, shaking it off with a laugh.]

No, man, you seem like a smart guy. That's all.

[hardlydead]

I know.

[ he nudges jeff lightly and then leans a bit against him. david definitely doesn't want to talk about how smart he is or isn't, that feels strange to him and he can't put his finger on why. ]

[ maybe just no more talking about him at all. that sounds good. ]

What about you, huh? What's a usual Friday night for Jeff back home?

[outerfringe]

[He's happy to accommodate the lean, going still and shifting to try to give David a comfortable place to recline.]

Uh. Drinking beer and watching TV with my dog. Maybe some like, Rocket League or something. Nothing worth writing home about.

[hardlydead]

Rocket League's a game, yeah?

[ enjoy your new jock boyfriend, jeff ]

[outerfringe]

[Do you have a class ring to give him David]

Uh, yeah. Five-a-side football with cars, kind of?

[hardlydead]

[ and a letterman jacket ]

[ he pulls a bit of a face, because he genuinely can't picture it, but video games are bonkers sometimes so why not car football. ]

I... [ hM. ] Am not going to embarrass myself by askin' any questions.

[outerfringe]

[He'll be the most envied metalhead around.]

You should. Ask some questions, I mean.

[hardlydead]

Dunno what to ask anyway. Could do my best old man impression-- "You play a lot of games, son?"

[ he grins aside at jeff, letting that joke have its moment before he goes on. ]

I wanna get to know you obviously, know about you, but I'm not good at that. Too used to people who love the sound of their own voice, I guess.

[outerfringe]

Yeah. I mean - I get it. I'm not really great about talking about myself, either. [He'd definitely asked some of the most generic 'getting to know you' icebreakers ever, too.] Both kind of hopeless, I guess.

[hardlydead]

You're already doing better than most of my exes though.

[ for starters david actually likes him, which helps a lot. ]

[outerfringe]

Yeah? Am I allowed to ask about them?

[It's all curiosity, simple and sincere. Relationships could provide a lot of insights.]

[hardlydead]

If you want. Pretty much the same shit every time. [ he shrugs a shoulder ] Beautiful girl decides she hates what an asshole I am more than she likes the sex and money.

enabling bad sleep habits

[outerfringe]

I don't know a lot of assholes who are that self aware. You like, leave the toilet seat up on purpose to make a point or something?

shh i don't know what you're talking about

[hardlydead]

[ david goes quiet as he thinks about that. he never went out of his way to be mean or cruel, just always ended up bored and kind of callous. ]

[ he shrugs ]

Guess I just never cared about them enough.

[outerfringe]

Really selling yourself, huh.

[He squeezes his arm, tries to make it easy to know he's just joking.]

But sounds rough for both of you, I guess.

[hardlydead]

I'm a real catch.

[ he doesn't really see how it was rough for him, but he doesn't wanna dig into it any more than this. he just shrugs a shoulder. ]

[outerfringe]

Are you interested in it? Dating, having a partner, whatever.

[David has seemed pretty into whatever was going on here, sure, but Jeff can't help his own curiosity.]

[hardlydead]

[ that question hits unexpectedly hard, he feels that panic from the other day rise in his chest and hears everything close in around him. can't help but think of tristan talking about the future, about racing to that airport in some desperate, stupid attempt to be fucking honest for once and realising he was too goddamn late. thinks about waking up in the fog after finally making that first step and for a moment david thinks he's going to be sick ]

I, uh.

[ he shakes his head — is that sweat on his forehead? gross — and clears his throat. ]

Yeah. I think so.

[outerfringe]

[Jeff is left wincing privately. Considering the way he talked about his past relationships, he'd thought the question would be a softball, but it's clear he's tapped a nerve he hadn't realized was exposed.]

Hey. It's character growth.

[He gives him a playful shake.]

[hardlydead]

[ welcome to david and his trauma, it's all buried like a bunch of land mines and even he doesn't know where it all is. he's just thankful jeff doesn't get weird about it. ]

[ he huffs out a tired laugh and tilts his head back against the tree trunk with closed eyes. ]

What about you? That something you're interested in?

[outerfringe]

[He'll just stake some little warning flags in the ground nearby.]

Yeah. I'm just shit at meeting people.

[hardlydead]

Maybe you'll meet someone at that book club.

[ he cracks a little smirk when he says it. ]

[outerfringe]

[Jeff shrugs dismissively.] As long as she bakes me cookies.

[hardlydead]

[ he laughs ]

Oatmeal cookies and glasses of sherry with the new wife.