i don't want to be a hero.

louis abrams. 31. montreal born and raised. owner of perla. lasalle. college dropout.

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remingtongxllagher:

Remington leaned down to kiss Louis gently on the mouth, though he didn’t pull away immediately. He was far too interested in keeping the other against him to worry about much else, “Passing out? No passing out on me. You’ll miss the better views,” he teased, sliding his hand beneath Louis’ shirt to rest against the skin there, “You have no idea,” he mumbled against the other’s mouth, slightly embarrassed about the whole idea that he needed Louis’ body beside his in order to actually feel rested. 

Louis’ hands slid underneath Remington’s shirt, pushing it up his sides in an attempt to get to touch as much bare skin as possible. “Good thing I’m too tough to pass out”, he joked, grinning against the other’s lips before giving him another kiss. As tempting as that mouth of his was though, he couldn’t help but be intrigued by the idea that he was the only thing giving Remi enough comfort to put him to sleep. “Why?”, he questioned, not sure what he was asking exactly -- why could he only sleep next to him? Or why couldn’t he sleep without him?

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isabelxmeadows:

At the question, Isabel offered a smile, and then gestured down towards the plate. “Double chocolate and cherry brownie,” she responded. “Baked fresh this morning. They’re one of our newest creations.”

“This morning? Damn, that really is fresh. I doubt anybody could say no to that, even if I don’t usually have the sweetest tooth. I’ll... try the double chocolate.” He decided after a moment of struggling with the decision for a moment. “Or which one would you recommend?”

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isabelxmeadows:

Stood outside the cafe, her coat collar pulled up around her neck, Isabel stamped her feet a moment to try and warm herself. It was fair enough standing outside and offering people samples, but it was bloody freezing out there. She let a breath go, then glancing to her left, noticed someone heading up the sidewalk, so held out the plate in her hand. “Can I tempt you today?”

Louis usually hated being out in the cold ( he preferred warmth and summer so much more ), but running a business, it wasn’t like he had much of a chance to stay away from the outside world. On his way to get a drink to warm himself up, he stopped as talked to by a woman looking as if she was freezing just as much as he was. “Depends. What do you have to offer there?”

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remingtongxllagher:

“I mean, you’re welcome to more than half the room. But I wouldn’t want to overwhelm you,” Remington smiled a little at the look on Louis’ face, but he couldn’t help himself as he pressed his mouth against the other’s in a quick kiss, “You can even stay for like – two whole days in a row. Is that too much? I think I’m spoiling you,” he teased, though he bit his bottom lip in thought, “You can, though. I meant it. I want you to. Stay. As much as you want. You make everything a whole lot easier. I can fucking sleep when I’m around you, and that’s a miracle in itself.”

“That’s probably very wise.” Louis admitted, because, truth be told, he was constantly waiting for himself to freak out about any of this. It was too new, too unlike him. So far it seemed the positive aspects and emotions of this were enough to keep the scared part of him at bay though. But who knew for how long? “Definitely spoiling me. I mean, two days in a row? I’m not sure I could handle looking at you two days in a row without passing out from the great sight”, he went along with the teasing, lips catching Remington’s for another kiss. “Is it?”, he echoed curiously, realizing just how little he knew about the man on top of him. “Well, I’m... glad I can help out with that.”

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remingtongxllagher:

“True. Something tells me it’s not like we’ll be sleeping anyway,” he joked, pushing Louis back onto the couch as he crawled comfortably on top of him. “It was a nice try though. The food. But I guess I can’t help myself,” he teased, wrinkling his nose, “That’s true. Should I designate a drawer in my dresser just for you?”

“I hope not.” Louis grinned, arms wrapping more comfortably around the other’s body as he came to rest on the couch. “I’ll try again next time. Or the time after that. We’ll see.” Raising a brow, he slightly shook his head. “An entire drawer? Wow, you really must like me. Does that mean I get to bring my toothbrush as well?” The tone of his voice was teasing, but Louis wasn’t actually teasing. He was a fan of being able to reach for fresh clothes and a toothbrush after a long, sleepless night. Not that it had ever been an option up until now but he guessed like this... it was.

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amarabass:

“Okay, I know I’m from LA, but is it always this cold in Montreal? Honestly, I’m wearing three pairs of socks.” Amara said, shivering in her winter coat as she looked up at the beautiful house. “Whose house is this, by the way? I thought LA had beautiful homes, but…this one is breath-taking. If it wasn’t so cold and if my fingers weren’t numb, I would take a picture.” 

“Not always. But it doesn’t get much warmer than this either.” Louis joked, grinning at the other in amusement. “And that right there is my house. So thank you for the compliment, and if you ever happen to stop by with less numb fingers, you’re free to take a picture. I’m very proud of it myself.”

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remingtongxllagher:

“We didn’t last very long,” the Aussie laughed, easily sliding towards Louis when he was grabbed, food forgotten. He was a sucker for romance, and Remington hoped that this was a kind of connection that would last between the two of them, and that he’d stay interesting enough for as long as he wanted, “Yeah. I want you to. I’m sure you get lonely in that giant house of yours, and let me tell you, this apartment feels the same way sometimes.”

“No, we didn’t. But it makes for a good midnight snack.” Louis grinned, arms comfortably resting around Remington’s body, realizing an entirely new liking for being close to someone, even if just in such an innocent way. “Ah, you see right through me. It does get kind of lonely. But I guess any place does when you spend too much time all on your own.” He admitted, something he wouldn’t usually say -- also something he didn’t really think up until lately. “We can change that now.”

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constancelavalle:

“Bars sound like a better idea – at least I’ll know I’m actually talking to that person, not have to worry about it being some middle-aged serial killer who lives in his mom’s basement.” She stopped, a contemplative look on her face. “Then again, the hot guy at the bar could be a serial killer, too.” She snorted, a laugh leaving her lips. “Low standards. I like that.” Constance grinned. “That is true, and people are willing to fork out a lot of cash to eat at the harbor. I don’t get it, but it happens.” 

“Hell yeah. It would be a shame to one day read in the newspaper that you’ve been killed by that kind of serial killer simply because you had no idea how to approach the right guys.” Louis joked, a smirk on his face. “Everybody can be a serial killer, I guess. But I still prefer the bar guys over most others.” Head tilting to the side, he nodded slowly. “Yeah. I’d be willing to pay more for that kind of view as well -- as long as the food’s good. And that’ll definitely be the case with my place.”

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remingtongxllagher:

“So it’s settle then. I’ll take you down there this weekend. Y’know, to show you around and kiss you on the harbor a few times. Also, take a couple pictures because I’ve been slacking,” he joked, shaking his head. Remington reached over to intertwine his fingers with Louis’, “So you don’t have any plans for the rest of the night, right? You’re staying?”

“Only a few times?” Louis teased, deciding that the food really wasn’t as interesting as the man next to him, no matter how much he pretended it was. Putting his plate aside, he wrapped his free arm around Remington’s waist and pulled him in a bit closer. “That was my plan, yeah. To stay here, I mean. If you want me to.”

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jessicamcrgan:

“—Whiskey sour, over ice.” The brunette began as she sat up at the bar top. The place was disgustingly packed, though she shouldn’t have been surprised given what crazed American sport was on the television. They may have been in Canada but it wasn’t as though the Superbowl wasn’t loved by many. Either way, Morgan had managed to find an open seat and sat down. “And whatever they are having.” She mused, waving at them with a smirk. “Just add it to my tab.”

Louis raised his brows as the brunette sat down next to him and told the bartender to put his drink on her tab. It wasn’t as if he couldn’t pay for his own drinks -- but he didn’t say no to something free either. “Another scotch, please.” He told the bartender right a he lifted up his glass and emptied it. “Thanks for that.”

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remingtongxllagher:

“For you? I always am,” Remington smiled, kissing Louis back and nearly forgetting that they still had food to eat. It was difficult to focus when the other was distracting him so much. “I mean – what are you looking for? There’s this one place on the other side of the harbor. It’s near the treeline. I don’t know, I always liked it. The better places are further down towards the ocean, though, but who wants to drive two hours to their own restaurant?”

“That’s good to hear.” Louis grinned, actually surprised by his own need to spend more time with someone -- he guessed that was what relationships were all about, but he’d never had that need up until he met Remington. “Yeah, no, I don’t want to drive two hours towards my own restaurant. That would only mean much less time I get to spend with you.” He smirked. “But that other idea sounds good, you should show it to me. I’m not entirely sure what I’m looking for, just... something amazing. I don’t think I’ll know until I see it.”

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constancelavalle:

“That’s why I think it will work out, because I’m so not interested in getting serious with someone. Shallow gym rats seemed like the perfect guys to go to for casual sex, but alas, I was wrong.” She laughed. “What do you look for in a partner then? Are you a long walks on the beach kind of guy?” She grinned. “That’s my goal in life, making business easier for you,” she joked. “Have you scouted out any locations for a new restaurant yet?”

“The right guys to go to for casual sex are the shallow and slightly tipsy one in bars. At least that’s the experience I’ve made.” Louis smirked. “Or those apps. Tinder and whatnot. I think that works pretty well as well.” Rolling his eyes, he shook his head, an amused expression on his face. “No, definitely not a long walks on the beach kind of guy. Honestly, anyone who can keep me interested for longer than two days is already someone special, nothing else needed to convince me.” Tilting his head to the side, he nodded slightly. “Kind of. I was thinking somewhere at the harbor. Nobody can beat that view.”

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remingtongxllagher:

“I don’t know; mine only got special when you got here,” Remington grinned, picking up some of the food Louis had brought. “You’ve been scouting locations? For the new restaurant, right?” he rose an eyebrow, looking a bit more interested, “Do you need help? I can go – I mean, I’d like to go with you. Four eyes are better than two, right?” he smiled a little more, “Did you find an area yet?”

“Aw. That’s sweet.” Louis grinned, playfully nudging Remi’s side before he leaned in to snatch a kiss; only then turning his more or less full attention to the food. “I haven’t found the perfect spot yet, no. But... you know what, it would actually be great if you want to come with me. I do really need another pair of eyes -- I see everything from the business point of view, it’d be nice to get a second opinion from the view of a hopeful customer.” He smiled. “I got a few more appointments tomorrow afternoon. If you’re free?”

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jakebennett:

“Then what are we waiting for? Let’s get a bottle.”

“That’s what I was about to say. So, where are we having this bottle? Do you have any preferred locations?”

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remingtongxllagher:

Remington groaned slightly when Louis pulled away from him, though he knew it was most likely for the better at the moment. He didn’t want to wake up starving in the middle of the night all because he’d much rather jump his boyfriend’s bones than eat. The thought just made butterflies hit Remi’s stomach, and a small smile to appear as he dragged Louis over to the couch with the food, “Right here, so I can lean against you and listen to you tell me about your day.”

Louis gladly followed Remington to the couch. He dropped down on it, pulling at the other’s hips so he’d sit down right next to him, their thighs touching. “I definitely approve of the leaning against me part, but I have to disappoint you with the rest -- my day hasn’t really been all that special. Have just been scouting some locations, and the most interesting and best part of my day was coming over here... so, how about you talk about your day and I listen to that?” He asked, a grin taking over his face as he looked at Remi.

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jakebennett:

“That’s a good answer. I’m a whiskey man, what are you?”

“Anything with enough alcohol in it, really. So whiskey can work for me.”