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[seanrenton]

@gaeilge-briste

"Stop. Yer too pretty. STOP."

[gaeilge-briste]

“C’mon, then. Let’s… let’s go look at the penguins.”

He stood up, grabbing his shoes and jacket.

[seanrenton]

@gaeilge-briste

"Stop. Yer too pretty. STOP."

[gaeilge-briste]

He squirts him with a spray bottle.

“Down, boy.”

[seanrenton]

He grins, because this is what he's used to.

"Oi, we havenae gone out in a while. Wanna go sumwhar?"

[gaeilge-briste]

“Uh- yeah, sure. You’ve got somethin’ in mind?”

[seanrenton]

Renton shrugs. "Havenae been tae tha' zoo in ah while, jus' tha' two o' us." A beat. "Might be noice."

[gaeilge-briste]

A pause of his own, “that would be alright. Not too cold.”

[seanrenton]

@gaeilge-briste

"Stop. Yer too pretty. STOP."

[gaeilge-briste]

He squirts him with a spray bottle.

“Down, boy.”

[seanrenton]

He grins, because this is what he's used to.

"Oi, we havenae gone out in a while. Wanna go sumwhar?"

[gaeilge-briste]

“Uh- yeah, sure. You’ve got somethin’ in mind?”

[kriegerherzz-deactivated2023103]

gaeilge-briste​:

[🔪] Yes, oh my god, there’s so much more t’do. [pause,] I mean, not at 9pm, like, but, in general, yes. [a longer pause,] 9pm on a t’ursday. [……..] We can sneak inta St. Michan’s and check out the mummies?

[he links their arms at the elbow because he’s a [censored]] Darling, you had me at ‘sneak’. There’s nothing I’d rather do than creep around in the shadows with you. What are the mummies? 

[gaeilge-briste]

[oh his arm. He has his- ok] What are the mummies? They’re— they’re mummies, mate. Preserved human bodies. Used t’be you could touch ‘em…not anymore.

[kriegerherzz-deactivated2023103]

gaeilge-briste​:

Hey— no tou- ow, Christ- [he almost just got stepped on because of you!] [it’s fine, he shouldn’t be in a bar anyway, at least they’re out now]

Since when d’they do feckin’ karaoke here??

[man up and move a little faster bud] Well, we are here on a Thursday night. Did you see all the old people in there? They probably wanted a way to drum up sales on a weeknight. [sips his drink] Well, I got one. Is there anything else to do in this town beside get hammered?

[gaeilge-briste]

[🔪] Yes, oh my god, there’s so much more t’do. [pause,] I mean, not at 9pm, like, but, in general, yes. [a longer pause,] 9pm on a t’ursday. [……..] We can sneak inta St. Michan’s and check out the mummies?

[gaeilge-briste]

@kriegerherzz

[rainer grabs his hand to hurry him out of the bar. he does not put down his drink]

Hey— no tou- ow, Christ- [he almost just got stepped on because of you!] [it’s fine, he shouldn’t be in a bar anyway, at least they’re out now]

Since when d’they do feckin’ karaoke here??

[gaeilge-briste]

Oh my God. We need to get the fuck out of here.

Ah, come off it, it isn’t th..at…bad…. [they’ve brought out a karaoke machine] Alright, you’re right, feck this, let’s go.

[sassandsnapshots]

@gaeilge-briste

"Tiny."

[gaeilge-briste]

“Rude.” She gets the spray bottle as well.

[seanrenton]

@gaeilge-briste

"Stop. Yer too pretty. STOP."

[gaeilge-briste]

He squirts him with a spray bottle.

“Down, boy.”

[gaeilge-briste]

How are you doing Sean? You look great!

…feel like this’s you takin’ the piss. Feck outta here with that attitude. >:(

[gaeilge-briste]

What do you think of your boyfriend's new boyfriend?

Did Hugh and Renton finally get together, then? Good for them, man.

[willsilvertongue]

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[toskarin]

*stumbling in covered in blood and clutching my sword* girls night! girls night! *hacking up blood* we're having girls night!

[gaeilge-briste]

@kriegerherzz

[gaeilge-briste]

Watch out, Sean! Renton's throwing a snowball at you.

He was not watching out, and as such now has slushy, melty snow traveling down through his jacket.

“Oh, you bastard son of a bitch…” just you wait, he’s going to make the biggest snowball possible from the real crappy snow in the street.

[seanrenton]

@gaeilge-briste con't from here

"Aye," He said, his face a little hangdog, the duck of his head sheepish. "Oi ken Oi have, tae ye, most o' all." His eyes were pleading a bit as he tried to meet Sean's. "An'...Oi really dinnae even deserve tae have ye listen o' put up wit' me, Sean."

[gaeilge-briste]

…It was kind, what Renton was saying. It was appreciated, even if Sean’s face barely changed. But he was listening, and that was all he could do right now. Listen. Some of that fire had been smothered, back in 2020, back when he first got clean. He felt like he could do that, now- like he could listen.

Listen and blow a lungful of smoke out, running a hand through his hair. “This‘s usually when I’d offer you a drink, but given the circumstances…” a sigh, “Tea?”

[seanrenton]

Renton thought he was pretty good at this point at reading Sean, but his friend was giving nothing away. He told himself that that was only fair. He didn't deserve to be given a break. At least Sean was hearing him out, and listening.

"Tea sounds grand, tho. Aye." Renton breathed out a sigh of relief, and gave Sean a little bit of a smile.

[gaeilge-briste]

Sean nodded, standing back up again and heading to the kitchen to put the kettle on. Get some tea bags in some mugs. He wanted to be angry, but there was that damn familiarity that he just couldn’t bring himself to cuss the guy out.

Damn it, Renton. Playing to his soft side…

“Milk and sugar?” He called from the other room.

[seanrenton]

@gaeilge-briste con't from here

"Aye," He said, his face a little hangdog, the duck of his head sheepish. "Oi ken Oi have, tae ye, most o' all." His eyes were pleading a bit as he tried to meet Sean's. "An'...Oi really dinnae even deserve tae have ye listen o' put up wit' me, Sean."

[gaeilge-briste]

…It was kind, what Renton was saying. It was appreciated, even if Sean’s face barely changed. But he was listening, and that was all he could do right now. Listen. Some of that fire had been smothered, back in 2020, back when he first got clean. He felt like he could do that, now- like he could listen.

Listen and blow a lungful of smoke out, running a hand through his hair. “This‘s usually when I’d offer you a drink, but given the circumstances…” a sigh, “Tea?”

[lordbelacqua]

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