[AGGRESSIVELY CARES FOR YOU FROM A DISTANCE BECAUSE I DON’T KNOW HOW TO MAKE YOU FEEL BETTER]
(The conversation of inspiration)
S: Sophie is steaking a solly hat
S: stealing*
DM: She’s steaking a hat.
DM: T-bone or New York Strip?
S: yes we usualy viciously mutilate hats by steaking them
S: t bones, better grip
DM: Good choice.
I hope you’re gonna repair that, mate.
![NSFW Challenge day 2: kiss (naked)
[I tried with the colors OKAY.]](http://24.media.tumblr.com/35029b00227e81f5f5aa4d2200fd04c5/tumblr_mn3v47AmgU1rs5iimo1_500.png)
NSFW Challenge day 2: kiss (naked)
[I tried with the colors OKAY.]
The Medic didn’t react at first at all and simply watched the man go about his business of retrieving a towel and pressing it to his bleeding ear. It wouldn’t be too long before his self regeneration will kick in and take care of it, but still he didn’t turn his gaze away, didn’t even blink. He was simply staring, not entirely glaring but not just looking either.
One would say he was trying to read the man but at the same time was lost in his own thoughts.
Again, ignoring most of what the Soldier said he sneered, snatching the towel from his hands and throwing to the laundry basket ’ It will heal on its own ’ Friedrich said through grit teeth before walking past the man and back into the room to get some proper clothing on and as soon as he was dressed, along with his ear now healed again, he sat down on the edge of the bed, preferring to study the not so interesting carpet below his feet rather than look at his partner.
’ They say Actions speak louder than Words Ben… How can we talk this over if you don’t even listen to me when I’m speaking to you? ‘.
He backed up against the wall to let the man through, watching Friedrich dress and sit down on the bed, listened as the man spoke and stayed silent for a long time once he had finished, mulling over the words while turning off the light in the bathroom and closing the door.
“I was angry,” he finally spoke up, tone as calm as possible and gaze focused on the medic’s feet. “‘Cause, even knowing what I’m not, you’re assuming that I know.”
The soldier scratched at his bearded chin, sighing to himself.
“‘N I never saw anything like that in my childhood, intercourse wasn’t really spoken of in my family, if you know what I mean. Games within the act? Different clothing? Toys? Bring it up and you’d be beaten’ ‘til you couldn’t walk.
Still, rather’n explaining it to me you got annoyed, so I got angry. Made choices I shouldn’t have off made and here we are.”It was with a despondent half-smile that he looked up.
“I am sorry for ignoring you. You’ve been so very kind to me, I ought to have more patience… I’ll understand if you kick me out.”
The Medic didn’t react at first at all and simply watched the man go about his business of retrieving a towel and pressing it to his bleeding ear. It wouldn’t be too long before his self regeneration will kick in and take care of it, but still he didn’t turn his gaze away, didn’t even blink. He was simply staring, not entirely glaring but not just looking either.
One would say he was trying to read the man but at the same time was lost in his own thoughts.
Again, ignoring most of what the Soldier said he sneered, snatching the towel from his hands and throwing to the laundry basket ’ It will heal on its own ’ Friedrich said through grit teeth before walking past the man and back into the room to get some proper clothing on and as soon as he was dressed, along with his ear now healed again, he sat down on the edge of the bed, preferring to study the not so interesting carpet below his feet rather than look at his partner.
’ They say Actions speak louder than Words Ben… How can we talk this over if you don’t even listen to me when I’m speaking to you? ‘.
He backed up against the wall to let the man through, watching Friedrich dress and sit down on the bed, listened as the man spoke and stayed silent for a long time once he had finished, mulling over the words while turning off the light in the bathroom and closing the door.
“I was angry,” he finally spoke up, tone as calm as possible and gaze focused on the medic’s feet. “‘Cause, even knowing what I’m not, you’re assuming that I know.”
The soldier scratched at his bearded chin, sighing to himself.
“‘N I never saw anything like that in my childhood, intercourse wasn’t really spoken of in my family, if you know what I mean. Games within the act? Different clothing? Toys? Bring it up and you’d be beaten’ ‘til you couldn’t walk.
Still, rather’n explaining it to me you got annoyed, so I got angry. Made choices I shouldn’t have off made and here we are.”
It was with a despondent half-smile that he looked up.
“I am sorry for ignoring you. You’ve been so very kind to me, I ought to have more patience… I’ll understand if you kick me out.”
The bang of the door made him flinch, the loud noise an unexpected contrast to the usual calm of their home.He stared at the doorknob for a while, feeling half-insulted by the fact that Friedrich seemed to think he’d know everything at first sight, the other half was shared by hurt and confusion; he’d thought it was clear that he had little to no experience, and why would the medic stomp off like….?
His eyes fell on the book, mind going back to the past few minutes and put two and two together.
It was with a sigh that the soldier stood up, discarded his reading glasses and walked over to the bathroom door, giving it a gentle knock.
“Friedrich?”To hell with everything, was his first thought, coming from the anger he was now feeling but that turned into disbelief. Pulling at his earring he ripped out out, staring at the bloodied think for a long moment before throwing it at the opposite wall. He’s wearing it for one purpose only, a date mark, a reminder; but if this is how things are, then why does he even have it? How could he ever do that; reading a book while his PARTNER was talking to him. Does he really not care for him at all?
Leaning against the door he slid down, hugging his legs close to his chest and his head now on his arms, torn between anger and sadness. What was he supposed to feel being ignored like that. He simply didn’t know what to feel. Maybe he should just leave for a while. The man clearly didn’t seem to need him, could take care of himself and that damned book can keep him all the company he needs.
A cool shiver ran up his spine from the thought causing him to bite his tongue to silent a little desperate whimper. And the knock ? He didn’t want to answer it, he’d rather sit there on the cold tile floor and think… but he wasn’t going to ignore it.
’ Go back to reading your damned book, it’s a lot more interesting than I am after all, nein? ’ he snapped but his voice failed half way through making it sound like a mere hoarse whisper.
Ben didn’t like the silence which followed his knock, found it unsettling if anything at all as his former mood boiled down to something closer to concern.
He tried the doorknob and was relieved when the door creaked open, though the relief faded when the medic came into view, dressed in those leather straps and that dark thong, blood damn near covering the entire right side of his throat.
He crossed the small distance with giant strides, ripped one of the towels from a hook on the wall and pressed it to the side of his partners head.
For a minute longer he just stared at where his hand held the reddening towel steady, pale and wide-eyed, jaw tense as he removed the fabric just the tiniest bit to check the damage.
“Fuck that book, read it some five times over.” the soldier grumbled and made a face at the bloodied earlobe. “Can you hold this for a second? Gonna get some water for that, ‘less you’ve some better treatment for it? And, well… Can we talk this all over, afterwards? I won’t do the book thing again.”
mediocresolly replied to your photo” … ” the nerve …*Looks up from book* ‘S a fancy new outfit you got there, Friedy. Don’t you think it’ll be a bit too revealing for outside work in this weather though?He raises an eyebrow and closes the book, slipping the reading glasses further down his nose to see properly. “Friedrich, there is snow outside. You’re damn near naked in that, I ain’t gonna let you go outside in it.”
’ You know Ben ’ clearing his throat the medic paced just close enough to place his hands on either side of the man’s body, blocking him ’ When someone is standing in front of you, dressed in this likely fashion, someone like you has to understand what it is they want ’ raising an eyebrow he gave him an annoyed unamused and forced smile.
’ Do I really need to explain this ? ‘
The soldier’s expression about reflected his partner’s. “Apparently you have to. Never bothered lookin’ into the subject,” He pushed his glasses further up his nose, “Didn’t have the drive, if you know what I mean.”
He sat back into his armchair, picked up the thick volume in his lap and resuming reading without another word.
Stunned would hardly describe what Friedrich was feeling, insulted on top of that.. maybe. With a little irritated groan he snatched the book out of the soldiers hands and closed it, carelessly throwing it to the little table ’ You will not ignore me when I’m talking to you Bennet Foster !’ his voice was a lot louder than usual now and carried dangerous sting to it.
’ Since you /didn’t look into the subject/ I’d suggest you do it now, or perhaps, use your imagination a little bit ’ and with a little annoyed huff the man turned around and left to the bathroom, slamming the door shut behind him.
The bang of the door made him flinch, the loud noise an unexpected contrast to the usual calm of their home.
He stared at the doorknob for a while, feeling half-insulted by the fact that Friedrich seemed to think he’d know everything at first sight, the other half was shared by hurt and confusion; he’d thought it was clear that he had little to no experience, and why would the medic stomp off like….?
His eyes fell on the book, mind going back to the past few minutes and put two and two together.
It was with a sigh that the soldier stood up, discarded his reading glasses and walked over to the bathroom door, giving it a gentle knock.
“Friedrich?”
OOC: I will stay here if Yahoo doesn’t completely murder it and make it unusable/add a load of unnecessary things like email and ads to it etc. if they start trying to fuck it about I may have to consider leaving.
^ … Lets hope they are smart enough not to fuck it up
mediocresolly replied to your photo” … ” the nerve …*Looks up from book* ‘S a fancy new outfit you got there, Friedy. Don’t you think it’ll be a bit too revealing for outside work in this weather though?He raises an eyebrow and closes the book, slipping the reading glasses further down his nose to see properly. “Friedrich, there is snow outside. You’re damn near naked in that, I ain’t gonna let you go outside in it.”
’ You know Ben ’ clearing his throat the medic paced just close enough to place his hands on either side of the man’s body, blocking him ’ When someone is standing in front of you, dressed in this likely fashion, someone like you has to understand what it is they want ’ raising an eyebrow he gave him an annoyed unamused and forced smile.
’ Do I really need to explain this ? ‘
The soldier’s expression about reflected his partner’s. “Apparently you have to. Never bothered lookin’ into the subject,” He pushed his glasses further up his nose, “Didn’t have the drive, if you know what I mean.”
He sat back into his armchair, picked up the thick volume in his lap and resuming reading without another word.
mediocresolly replied to your photo” … ” the nerve …*Looks up from book* ‘S a fancy new outfit you got there, Friedy. Don’t you think it’ll be a bit too revealing for outside work in this weather though?
He raises an eyebrow and closes the book, slipping the reading glasses further down his nose to see properly. “Friedrich, there is snow outside. You’re damn near naked in that, I ain’t gonna let you go outside in it.”
