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 Posted: Sun Nov 15, 2015 4:57 pm
Ezra was not taking the combination of rejection and boredom well. He'd been let down hard, very hard. Those memories of the dark future felt so real, but he had been faced with someone who, if they knew about them or experienced something similar, didn't care. Those potent feelings had been discredited, and now he was left wondering if any of it was real at all. He did not often self-doubt, but when he did, it was exceedingly uncomfortable. He felt like the world's biggest dupe, tricked by some phantom vision into chasing something that never existed. There had been a party tonight, but Ezra had been wholly unable to enjoy the people or anything about it. He had made a beeline for the illicit booze, downed as much of it as he could, and was now the poster child for a mopey drunk. There was a place he could crash for the night, or so he thought; it meant going up some stairs, but seemed like a good place to go to him. And that's how he ended up at the door of Anxo's apartment, knocking on his door with a certain consistency that couldn't be ignored.
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Posted: Sun Nov 15, 2015 6:40 pm
So far this evening was very peaceful for Anxo. He was home alone on this quiet evening, and he found it the best time for him to try out a new reciepe! New to him, anyway. It was simple enough, and only took a few minutes to prep before the stuffed bell peppers were popped into the oven to cook.
While they did so, he plopped onto his couch, flicking on the T.V. and curled up with his snuggie. It seemed like the perfect night to just put on a few episodes of whatever and just let his brain rot for a while. School had recently been such a huge pain in the butt, and he was growing bored with the rude attitudes of the costumers there so he didn't want to think of any of it! Luckily no one knew where he lived to bother him with more school work. Atleast the thought no one did.
Soon enough someone did knock on his door, and he frowned a bit at that. It was getting kinda late.. Who would visit at this hour? After having been kidnapped, Anxo was all sorts of paranoid about answering his door; in his fear, he had bought and installed triple locks for his door, though if it really was a powered person trying to get in, such a simple thing wouldn't keep them out. Atleast the peephole was the best investment in his tiny place. He slid the covering off and peeked out to see who it could be. A familiar head of curly black hair peeked up from what he could see and Anxo did his best to quickly undo all the locks and swing the door open for the other.
"Ezra? Hey, it's been a while! Ah man, you look like you've been through hell! come on, come in, dinner's almost done." He hurriedly urged the other to come in, trying not to show his discomfort in having the door opened for too long at night.
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Posted: Sun Nov 15, 2015 7:40 pm
"Hi, Anxo," Ezra said, a lazy smile on his lips. With a bit of unsteadiness, he let Anxo usher him in, walking right past him and plopping right into the nearest chair. "Thanks for letting me in. I look like I've been through hell because I have." He frowned and scratched his head. "I got dumped," he said with an affected whine. "I'm dumped and I'm drunk and I'm tired and I'm hungry and I don't even know what time it is right now. Can I crash here for the night?" He probably could have gone on for a while in his drunken stupor. And he kind of did. "Like... please? I'll make it up to you, or something. I'm tired."
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Posted: Sun Nov 15, 2015 7:55 pm
... Really? He was dumped so it resulted in.. whatever this was? That was okay, it wasn't the first time Anxo had seen this happen, nor would it be the last. That was okay too. Anxo was ever always prepared.
"Dumped..?" He asked as he began to bolt up the locks again. He would never neglect his own safety again. After that, he headed to the kitchen, pulling his stuff out of the oven lest he forget. "Ah.. Man, I'm sorry about that.. But I do have a few breakup kit things ready and willing to be used if you need them."
From there he pulled out a little black book, as well as a small thing of vodka (though he didn't drink it himself, a few king sized chocolate bars, a box of doughnuts (he had just gone to the bakery this morning), and some tissues.
"Well.. Depending on what you want right now, I have this..." He pushed the book of names towards Ezra. "Anyone in that book is almost always up and ready for a little.. Uh... Roll in the hay, I suppose. Friends of mine, acquaintances, people I've met at parties.. People who've come to me just like you have.. All ready for one night stands or having a little friends with benefits encounter.. Or if you're more like me, Netflix is ready and willing to be used and abused. Or if.. You're even more like me, I'm here for hugs.. And you can crash here, you're more than welcome to stay as long as you need. Just let me know if you want to make something to eat. Like I said, foods here if you need it. I think I have some lasagna in the freezer.. And some ice cream too.. "
It was so weird to see the person who texted him so lively and showed him pictures of everything be so mopey. He didn't know what kind of reaction Ezra would take to this offer, but.. He'd act accordingly.
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Posted: Sun Nov 15, 2015 8:40 pm
Ezra's eyes goggled when Anxo pulled out his patented Breakup Kit. "Holy s**t, you are prepared. Dude, you have a book full of potential booty calls? I don't even have a book full of booty calls. You've really got your ways, don't you?" His tone was amused, not judging. "Oh wait, I do, it's called my phone contacts... not that everyone really responds all the time, but whatever. Anyway, it's weird, but I'm not really feeling like cheap lays tonight. I just want someone who'll care for me. Someone like you," he said with a lopsided grin. "I'm sure as hell not going to Silas about this. He can't comfort people for s**t. But I know you can do it. The fact that you've got a breakup toolkit is proof. Ice cream and Netflix it is."
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Posted: Sun Nov 15, 2015 8:56 pm
"I try to be. You never know when people might stop by. You being a prime example." A small smile came up when Ezra mentioned that he wanted someone like himself to be there to help. That's all Anxo really wanted in life, to be helpful to people, to BE that person they need in hard times. And it made him way too happy, considering the situation.
"Well, Ezra, I'm here for you as long as you need me to be. Then again, I don't think I'll be leaving, as this is my house and all." Once the decision was made, he put left the other food on the counter and pulled out two single person containers of icecream and two spoons, then hopped over the couch, patting his side for Ezra to sit with him.
"Are you sober enough to work an AppleTV controller, or do you need me to drive? And I have... Strawberry Cheese Cake and Peanut Butter Cup Icecream.. There's also Coffee flavor and Chocolate Lava cake in the freezer too." What could he say? Anxo had one hell of a sweet tooth.
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Posted: Sat Nov 28, 2015 7:26 pm
"Yeah, well, I'm a prime example of a lot of things," Ezra mumbled, watching Anxo go around. When he got the invitation to sit by Anxo, he hobbled on over, plopping down on the couch hard. "Can you work the remote for me? Pleeeeease?" He even batted his eyelashes for emphasis. "I don't even remember what's on TV tonight. I could rattle off, like, fifty different shows and I bet none of them would be what's on. Oh yeah, and I'll be taking that peanut butter cup ice cream, if you don't mind." He pretty much didn't give Anxo a chance to respond before he grabbed the carton of ice cream, opened it up, and stuck his spoon in it like he was planting a flag.
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Posted: Thu Dec 03, 2015 5:28 am
"Of course I can.. I was getting ready to watch some Brooklyn 99 if you don't mind. It's funny, about cops and some of the cases they work. It's great if you want something light hearted. We could also watch.. Hrm... I think Jurassic World is now on one of these things. Or if you want to bawl your eyes out for a different non-romantic reason, we could watch Grave of the Fireflies. Or.. We can watch my guilty pleasure of Bridezillas, those girls are some real assholes, I swear."
Instead of immediately digging into his Ice Cream, Anxo opted to move his elbow to the back of the couch, and place his hand gently on Ezra's hair, giving it a gentle little rub in an attempt to smooth down some of the craziness that was going on with it from being so distraught.
"Hell, if you really just wanna sit here and talk instead, I'm down for that too."
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Posted: Fri Dec 18, 2015 8:38 pm
"Anything funny. Anything funny is good. I don't think I have the attention span for a full movie though. So Brooklyn or Bridezillas." Ezra took a spoonful of his ice cream, sucking on the spoon to remove every last smidge of ice cream. Anxo's smoothing down his hair was met with a little giggle. "I don't mind being petted," he said, leaning closer for more pets. "More? Please?" Food and contact were two of his favorite things, and to get them both in such close proximity made him feel deeply warm and cozy.
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Posted: Fri Dec 18, 2015 8:55 pm
"Something funny it is then! you'll love the Brooklyn 99, I promise." A few clicks here, a few clicks there, and then the TV began to play, running through character introductions and a quick throw in straight into the action. It was quick, with a good number of laughs right away, but nothing that couldn't be broken away from for a bit.
And with Ezra gently urging him for more attention, Anxo was very much obliged to help. Having already eaten a bit of ice cream (and still not wanting to spoil his appetite for dinner later) He placed his ice cream off to the side and shifted around a bit, so that his arm was still gently around Ezra, but pulling him closer, so that the other could fully lean on him if he so desired it.
"I do hope I'm helping, Ezra... I'd do anything to help, and I do hope you know this too..."
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Posted: Fri Dec 18, 2015 9:22 pm
Ezra's eyelids might have fluttered a bit when Anxo put his arm around him. Taking the cue, he promptly leaned in on Anxo, relishing the warmth. "Don't worry. Everything helps. Just hold me and don't let me go. And don't get me started on that a*****e or I'll start crying all over again." Oddly, he gave Anxo a sniff. "You smell good, you know that?" With that, he sidled up closer still. "I could glue myself to you right now." With a slight wobbliness, he went to brush a strand of hair away from Anxo's face. "Sure hope you don't mind," he said as he got increasingly in Anxo's persona space bubble.
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Posted: Fri Dec 18, 2015 9:50 pm
"I won't let go, Ezra. Promise." Even if he wanted to, his own heart wouldn't allow it. Not when his friend was hurting. Not when they came and knocked on his door so desperately seeking out some sort of comfort. It would be so very wrong to just ask him to leave. Not like this.
The closer that Ezra moved to him, the better he could smell the alcohol on his breath, and he vaguely wondered how Ezra could smell anything when his own scent was overwhelming this close.
"I did just make dinner you know..." The drunk one's hand came over and touched his cheek, and as comfortable as he would have been normally with this, it just wasn't right with the other being so out of sorts as he was now. So Anxo sat up a bit and took Ezra's hand, pressing a soft, deft kiss against it.
"Please understand, I want to help... And I'll hold you and kiss you as much as you'd like, if you desire it, but tonight, we cannot go any further than that, understood? You are not yourself, you are not.. I cannot when you are like this..."
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Posted: Sun Dec 20, 2015 5:52 pm
"Dinner? Oh, right." Ezra listened to the rest of Anxo's speech with a spacey stare before nodding slowly. "Fine." He paused, looked down at his ice cream, and then back up at Anxo. "I feel more like ice cream than real food, though I wouldn't put it past me to came back around for dinner and everything else later. Drunk eating is the best eating." With a soft sigh, he rested himself at Anxo's side. "Aren't you a gentleman? Gotta get perfect consent and all that. Gotta make sure that everyone enjoys everything. I like that. It's why you and I, we should be peanut butter and jelly." He giggled to himself for a moment, then sneezed and promptly forgot what he was doing.
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Posted: Sun Dec 20, 2015 6:09 pm
"Is drunk eating all that good? I don't really think I remember But I'll take your word for it." Luckily for him, Ezra finally pulled away a bit, opting for more leaning than anything else. He really didn't want to move away from the other but if it got too far, he would have no choice.
Anxo couldn't understand why when Ezra pointed out his actions it hurt. That's what he was supposed to do, right? So that no one got hurt, so no one would regret something.. So why did it hurt? And the whole PBJ thing.. Aaahh, his heart was just aching.
"Ezra, listen... I... I don't mind if that's something you'd want, if you really think that maybe you could love me, that we could be something more. I think it could be fun, you're amazing and wonderful, even when you're hurting... But Don't say things like that when you're drunk. Don't say things I'd want to take seriously when you might regret them later." He shifted a bit so he was leaning back against the back of the couch, with Ezra still on his side, and reached for the remote with his free hand.
"Lets just laugh at stupid things, okay? And if you feel hungry still later, I'll grab you something, okay?"
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Posted: Sun Jan 17, 2016 12:53 pm
Ezra pouted. "Why so serious?" With a huff, he added, "Fine. Stupid things it is. Lead the way, remote control man." He took a spoonful of ice cream and stared blearily at the screen. He didn't really care what was on it; he was starting to nod off anyway. It wouldn't be long before he fell asleep entirely, a melting carton of ice cream still in his hands and his head resting on Anxo's shoulder.
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