Stargazing

[bloodyrockgod]

[ooc: post Bartending]

Charlie catches Bartleby's hand and kisses him hello. "Busy," he remarks.

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[bloodyrockgod]

"Had all the bent scared out of him," Charlie replies and leans his body fully against Bartleby's. "Me, I like being a little bent."

[watch-wait.livejournal.com]

"I like you being a little bent too." Bartleby grins.

[bloodyrockgod]

"Or I wouldn't be here with you." He smiles back and kisses him again.

[watch-wait.livejournal.com]

"Exactly." This kiss is slow and languid.

[bloodyrockgod]

"My mum used to say 'Just find someone who loves you, Charlie.' And I'd tell her I was looking everywhere possible."

[watch-wait.livejournal.com]

"And she'd say?"

[bloodyrockgod]

"She'd laugh. Oh, my mum was great. She was--vibrant, you know? She came to every show. She bought me my first guitar. She was so proud of us when the single hit." He stops and sighs, and kisses Bartleby more.

[watch-wait.livejournal.com]

"I'm glad." Charlie tastes of whiskey and coffee and cream. Very nice.

[bloodyrockgod]

"Yeah." More and more kisses, sweet and full. "She died before it all fell apart. I'm--I'm kind of glad for that. I'd've hated for her to see how Liam and I fought, towards the end of it. She wanted us to look after each other."

[watch-wait.livejournal.com]

"D'you want to head inside? It's warmer."

[bloodyrockgod]

"Yeah." He gets to his feet, rather reluctant but aware of the numbness in his extremities. "What do you know. You got me to talk about my family after all."

[watch-wait.livejournal.com]

"Awesome mind powers, bassist." Bartleby gathers up the blankets.

[bloodyrockgod]

"Indeed," Charlie murmurs and picks up the thermos. He puts his arm around Bartleby's waist and kisses him. "Or you're just so easy to talk to. Or I want to tell you everything."

[watch-wait.livejournal.com]

"Or one of those reasons, yeah." He smiles at Charlie, eyes crinkling. "Thank you for suggesting this."

[bloodyrockgod]

"Anytime. I like it outside. It's so beautiful here." He blows on his hands. "Even if it could freeze your bollocks off."

[watch-wait.livejournal.com]

"If you have them. Let's go find a fire."



[ooc: finish?]

[bloodyrockgod]

"Or whatever you've got that would freeze off." He squeezes Bartleby's hand and follows him inside.

[ooc: finish]

[watch-wait.livejournal.com]

[ooc: so kyoot.]