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“If you could be any fictional character what would it be? I’m writing a column on it. And come on, be creative. If you say Harry Potter, I’ll hit you.”
“Uh...” Avi glanced around, as if by some stroke of luck someone would swoop in and save him from this ridiculous question. “Spiderman?” he said. He didn’t read much but he watched a lot of movies. “What kind of column has these kids of articles, anyway?”
elijahwalker:
Eli just shrugged at his question with a mischievous smirk on his face. The actual answer was zero, but it was more fun this way. His smile turned softer and more genuine at Avi’s comment, it was becoming increasingly clear to him that Avi really was a sweet guy that just had trouble expressing himself, at least when it came to things that made him feel vulnerable. Eli understood that. He resisted the urge to sarcastically ask Avi if he was asking him on a date, he just nodded, his smirk returning as he said, “See you then.”
elijahwalker:
He noticed Avi come into the room and turned the other way to pretend to mess with the oven, not wanting to look at him. Imagine his surprise hearing Avi’s voice from behind him. “Oh, are we talking again? This isn’t too much for you?” The smile on his face made it clear that despite his sarcasm, he was glad Avi had decided to stay. “And yeah, you should be flattered, I don’t fuck just any guy I hire to teach me guitar.” He continued making dinner, battering chicken he was going to fry. Normally he would ask Avi if he would like to stay for dinner, but Avi had made it very clear he had testy boundaries.
Avi pressed his lips together very firmly to avoid snapping at Eli’s initial response. But Eli was smiling, so he couldn’t very well be upset about it. Besides, Eli had a nice smile––was that so weird to think? Avi didn’t think so. “Makes me wonder how many ‘guitar teachers’ you’ve hired so far,” he said with a smile, easing back into a place of semi-comfort. But Avi didn’t want to overstay his welcome. “You’re alright, Eli,” he said. “And now it’s your turn to be flattered,” he added, making it clear that his compliment was a rarity. He took a step back, thinking it was probably time to go, before things got too chummy. “If you ever need another ‘guitar lesson’...” he made air quotes with one hand, “...then you have my number.”
Humans have a strong relationship with music because of the way that music affects our feelings, our thinking, and our emotional state.
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ofocallahans:
“Gosh darn it.” Willow said as a reaction, getting up to try and check her own butt. “Please tell me that’s melted chocolate.”
Avi had to suppress a laugh––because who actually said ‘gosh darn it’ unironically? He pulled himself out of his amusement to raise an eyebrow and say, “Not sure, I might need a closer look.”
hcrperb:
“What?” Harper asked as she peered down at whatever she was seated in with a wrinkle of her nose. “That’s absolutely disgusting.” Apparently a bird had come by earlier. “I mean, I’m wearing scrubs so it’s probably not the worst thing that’s on me right now.”
Avi would always be impressed by anyone who was so unfazed by sitting on bird shit, scrubs or no scrubs. “Isn’t bird shit supposed to be good luck, or somethin’? Or is that only if it shits directly onto you?”
addisonxyates:
Addison narrowed her eyes in his direction as she took the napkins to unceremoniously wipe her pants in public. “I’ll buy you a sandwich and we can call it even,” because she was not about to be indebted to some stranger who had noticed ketchup or whatever on her butt.
Avi took note of her expression and put his hands up in surrender. “Hey, I was just kidding,” he said. He felt weird about people buying him things, anyway. “Put that money towards buying yourself a new pair of pants.”
elijahwalker:
No matter how hard Eli tried to be indifferent, part of him still hurt from Avi’s response. I know what this is, you don’t have to be such a fucking dick about it. My fucking apologies for trying to have a conversation. But he didn’t say anything, just started putting on his clothes so Avi wouldn’t see his face. It never came easily to him, hiding his emotions, and right now was no different, he knew his embarrassment and anger was clear on his face. “You know where the door is.” There was no attempt to hide the bitterness, besides maybe a somewhat aloof sarcastic tone that made it that much worse. He yanked on his shirt and left to the kitchen, he started to make dinner because he really needed to distract himself right now.
Well, Avi had never meant to make the guy feel bad. Part of him indignantly yearned to head straight for the door, but the other new, budding mature part of his brain reminded him that Eli had just been trying to make conversation. He let Eli leave the room, then pulled on his own clothes and headed out to follow him. Leaning on the doorway, Avi crossed his arms over his chest and said, “If you don’t ‘do this kind of thing’ very often, then I guess I should be flattered.” He meant it genuine. He’d met plenty of pretty people that he’d flirted with but had turned down a one night stand just because they didn’t ‘do that kind of thing’.
sawyrcampbell:
Sawyer looked up from his glass and lifted a brow before turning to look at the back of his jeans. After a moment of consideration, he shrugged and turned his eyes on the male once more. “I think it completes the look, don’t you think?”
“Oh, yeah, completely,” Avi snorted, shaking his head but smiling all the same. “I mean, let’s be honest, you could probably wear a paper bag and still look hot, yeah?”
addisonxyates:
Addison turned to look at what she had sat down on and let out a groan. God only knew how people could eat and get things not only on a table but on a chair as well. And the table was out of napkins too. “Can I get some of your napkins?”
Avi suppressed a laugh. He almost considered holding the napkins hostage just for fun––but then he remembered he was supposed to be a mature adult now. That little fact always killed his fun. Passing over a few napkins, he flashed her a smile. “I think this means you owe me one,” he said.
“Hey, uh, I hate to break it to you dude, but I think you just sat on something gross,” Avi said, and he definitely hadn’t only noticed because he’d been checking out the person’s butt.
elijahwalker:
“I think most stores have a whole section for that kind of thing.” He hid a creeping smile, trying not to be too pleased at his own sarcasm. In high school Eli had all but displayed his hickeys whenever he got them, part of his whole rebellion phase. In more recent years, he’d gone with the foundation route, having a job and responsibilities kind of shut down wearing your sexual experiences on your neck.
Eli was really comfortable discussing emotions, even with a complete stranger he just slept with. “Yeah, I totally get that, I was like that for a long time.” Obviously he wasn’t against sleeping with a stranger once and never seeing them again, but he also had had many long-term relationships in the last couple of years. “I guess I just got more sentimental as I got older, I hardly ever do this kind of thing anymore.”
Avi didn’t bother to tell Eli that makeup was expensive and he didn’t spend unnecessarily unless it was for cigarettes or music-related. He didn’t have a great salary, and he hadn’t come into Devinstone with a lot of money to his name, considering school debt and a failed music career. So he just smiled and shrugged off the suggestion, figuring he’d come up with some other way to hide the hickeys.
Avi wasn’t sure he liked Eli’s response. The guy seemed comfortable about talking about emotions and stuff, but Avi wasn’t. “Well, aren’t you the model citizen,” he said, trying to keep the bitterness out of his tone. His fingers twitched idly. Damn, he really wanted a cigarette. “Look, I’m not really interested in a heart to heart, so...” He wasn’t sure what Eli wanted from him. It’s not like this had been anything more than a one-time thing, after all...
elijahwalker:
Avi said that like he should have known, Eli thought back and tried to remember whether he had said anything about being a high school teacher. He vaguely wondered how much older Avi was than him, but that didn’t really matter. His grimace cracked into a smile and his cheeks went red from how he reacted. “God, don’t stress me the fuck out like that.” He laid back down, trying to relax again. “You can cover hickeys with foundation.”
It wasn’t clear to Eli how he should react to that statement, it felt kind of pointed. “Is there a reason behind that?” It was genuine curiosity, but Eli was concerned how it would come off. If Avi was trying to tell him that this was a one-time thing, he was a little embarrassed he had felt the need to do so. When you hire someone to come over and teach you to play the guitar and end up fucking, it’s pretty clear that’s all it’s ever going to be, he wasn’t naive.
Okay, so maybe Avi hadn’t mentioned it. He didn’t make a habit of telling every person he met that he taught high school. It sort of brought the “cool factor” that he had going down a few notches. “Right, ‘cause I just have makeup lying around at home,” he said with a snort. Avi hadn’t worn makeup since the last time he performed with his old band, and even then, it had just been eyeliner.
He felt strange about Eli’s question. Did the guy expect him to pour out his emotions, or something? He picked at a loose thread at the hem of Eli’s sheets, suddenly acutely aware of how naked he was. “I dunno, man, what can I say? Feelings are messy, y’know? Why not just go no-strings-attached and be done with it, so you don’t get hurt or some shit?” He wasn’t sure why he phrased every sentence like a question. Nobody had asked him anything like that in a long time, so he wasn’t sure how he was supposed to respond.
“Okay, but real talk—” He began to swipe at the screen of his phone and held the device up towards the other. “—should I go as a slutty carrot or a Backstreet Boy this Halloween?”
“I hear the word slutty and I say yes,” Avi said immediately. “Besides, the Backstreet Boys stopped being cool a decade ago.”
elijahwalker:
So, Avi didn’t want to be touched. From the slight tension when Eli touched his hip to the playful slap, he had made that much clear. Which was fine, this was a one-night (one-day?) stand and Eli shouldn’t have invaded his personal space. This whole thing was casual, just for fun. Until Avi made an off-hand remark about how he was going to be in trouble.
He sat up so he could see Avi’s expression, fear and slight anger covering his own. “Trouble with who? Are you with someone?” Panic flooded his body, he couldn’t imagine a situation in which a grown-ass man would get in trouble for having hickeys, unless that grown-ass man was otherwise involved.
It was more a statement muttered to himself than to Eli. Avi hadn’t meant to alarm him. Though he did think it was kind of funny (cute, even?) at the way he got so dramatic over it. But Avi wasn’t the kind of person who condoned cheating, either, so he clarified. “God, no,” he said, laughing a little to keep it light-hearted. “I teach high school, man. You know how it is; being respectable ‘n shit. For the kids.” More like for the sake of his income.
“Besides,” he added, leaning back against the pillows and stretching his arms back to rest behind his head. “I don’t really do relationships.” He hadn’t tried dating seriously since high school. Maybe a few single dates here and there since then, but nothing that ever progressed past that.
elijahwalker:
It was cute, watching Avi recover and cover himself up. Most people he had been with started getting dressed as soon as they were done, it’d been awhile since he’d gone through the whole ‘was it good for you’ cuddly after part. He chuckled at Avi’s statement, nodding in agreement. “There are worse ways to spend an afternoon.”
When Avi turned on his side, Eli rested his hand on his hip and rubbed little circles in it. He was feeling affectionate, but really didn’t want to make this a big emotional thing, being with Avi was most likely a one-time thing and he wasn’t comfortable being that vulnerable with someone he probably wouldn’t see again. He redirected his attention back to Avi when it was clear he was supposed to respond. “Exchange of services, my friend. You teach me one chord, I fuck you. Fair enough deal.” His hand wandered to the hickeys dotting Avi’s neck, stroking them softly.
Avi almost recoiled at Eli’s touch, but didn’t, though he felt himself tense at the contact. He wasn’t the cuddling type of guy. He wasn’t in a rush to leave, but it wasn’t like he knew Eli. In fact, they were practically strangers, and he was okay with that.
Still, Avi found himself laughing at Eli’s joke. “Yeah, fair deal,” he agreed. He playfully slapped Eli’s hand away from his neck, realizing how much trouble he’d be in at the school if his students noticed he had hickeys. What was he, 16? He touched one of the spots on his neck gingerly. “I am gonna get in so much trouble,” he muttered. He wasn’t sure if Eli knew that he was actually a high school teacher. He probably hadn’t mentioned it.
elijahwalker:
With Avi’s hand under the hem of his shirt, he broke away from Avi’s lips momentarily to yank his shirt off. He tossed it, discarded like the guitar he had set down, everything pushed out of the way for the two of them. Avi’s fingers traced the scars on his chest, but he didn’t say anything and didn’t seem to mind. This relieved the annoying but realistic part of Eli’s brain that still worried that people he was with would care that he was trans.
Eli had some sort of snarky response he was coming up with before the man started kissing his neck and he lost all semblances of sarcasm or wit. “Yeah, uh, I’m sure,” he managed to get out between ragged breaths. He once again broke away just for the obnoxious practicality of getting up to close the door that was still wide open. He not-so-gently pushed Avi onto his back and started fumbling with his belt, thanking the powers that be that he had never learned how to play the guitar.
It would have been hard to miss the scars on Eli’s chest. Avi didn’t really mind, it wasn’t like he was very picky about who he slept with. He had never been with a trans person before, but he assumed that the basic mechanics stayed the same. He found himself grinning at the way Eli got up to close the door––he had half a mind to be cheeky and tell him he didn’t mind if it stayed open, but he held his tongue. There were better uses for it, after all.
Avi slumped back against the pillows, listening to the thump thump thump of his own heart beating out of his chest. He didn’t say anything for a moment, just rearranged the sheets so that he was partially covered to give him some dignity to his nakedness. One foot dangled lazily off the side of the bed as he stared up at the ceiling. For someone who liked to talk, Avi never quite knew what to say afterwards. “That was fun,” he opted to say, and laughed out a sigh, hoping it had been as good for Eli as it had been for him. Then he swore loudly and turned over onto his side so he could look at Eli. “I just realized you fucked me out of my money. This was supposed to be a job for me, y’know.”
