#blackwellsteven

[goldisaac]

barnyard antics (steven)

The event was still weighing on his mind, even after a week of the two of them in blissful happiness, all the times that he were alone all he could think about was what Rhett had told him, and not to mention his encounter with Beau.  Both men were still wearing heavily on his mind, and it got to a point where he couldn't really take it anymore.  He had to talk to Steven, his boyfriend deserved that much, so knowing that he was working in his office Isaac made a trip down there.  Not empty handed though, god no he wasn't that stupid, with him he brought a decadent dessert with two spoons as he knocked on his lovers door.  The man at the desk told him not to bother, that Steven was busy, but Isaac simply told him to shove off as he opened the door and walked in to his boyfriend busy at his desk.  Fuck he looked so beautiful and powerful sitting there like that doing only god knows what.  "I'm pretty sure your guy out there hates me," how could he not when Isaac came there on the daily without an appointment?  "I can't help it that i'm flawless," he teased giving the other a huge grin as he brought the dessert over and placed it on his desk away from the papers - the last thing he would want to do was get chocolate on anything, that would not be good at all.  "I was wondering if we could talk?  You got a few minutes?  If you don't I can come back later, I just-" he ran a hand through his hair unsure of what to say, "you're probably going to hate me for holding it in this long, I just didn't want to ruin the good moment, and then it just-" he sighed as he slumped over in the chair opposite him infront of the desk.  "Please, can we just talk?"

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[blackwelljosh]

{ on the double } steven/chase/isaac/josh

Joshua had spent the entire day trying to figure out who this fourth person that would be attending dinner could be.  The only one he knew Steven to be close to around the Haus had been Constant, and if that was his date for the evening - well again with the murder charges because there was no way in hell Joshua would approve or even be seen with that fucking whore in company.  Amidst the chaos he had managed to text Chase the plans, making sure that he had known he was now set to go out with them as well, and from there he went about his business.  Close to the time he needed to leave he got himself dressed, a decent black suit with white undershirt, opting for a tie-free night having no idea what the dress code was.  He knocked on Chase's door, a soft grin forming when the door opened and he came face to face with someone so breathtaking, offering him his arm as he walked them down to the front steps where he told his brother they'd meet.

[blackwelljosh]

about time | steven

"I was beginning to think you forgot where the penthouse was, brother."  He laughed as Steven finally entered to find Joshua sitting on the couch quite comfortably nursing a coffee.  It was still relatively early, too early for booze, and he definitely needed a pick me up before the meetings he had planned later.  "You've been back what, two or so weeks by now, and I have yet to see you?  I'm insulted," he grinned though having no qualms with the fact that Steven was scarce.  "Making up for lost time with the soccer player, I suppose, hell you probably came your way through half our staff.  Sure there's any fluid left in ya?"  All teases, nothing but smiles, Joshua was a happy fucking man.

[goldisaac]

[text]: You know what I mean. Or you should. Maybe you don't. Either way... whatever. Be that way.

[text]: Ugh, shut up you idiot, I missed you too.

[goldisaac]

[text]: I miss you - Steven

[text] Didn’t know I went anywhere that required being missed?

[rhett-m]

[txt]: Ha. There it is. Your weak spot. I guess this answers all sorts of questions now, doesn't it? I already got what I wanted. Your friend can stay. But Rhett? And this is really a threat: you do anything, anything at all to fuck what I and Isaac have? You'll wish your father shot blank. Have a good day, sweetheart.

[blackwelljosh]

[txt]: I guess I need to invite her to brunch it seems. How fun... I can already see the 1001 questions. And we had an argument cause he was being naive about something and I know I was right. So he went to cool off. Well... I need a favor from you. Nothing too big. Just call our lawyers and ask them to add a clause to all of our employers contracts - Scouts included. We are running the Haus together. I should be able to have a voice in the matter too, right? You do trust me, don't you?

[txt]: If you need me there as a buffer I can, divert at least a few of the questions.  What clause are you talking about?  Of course I trust you, what would you like me to add?

[rhett-m]

[txt]: Option A, B and C it is. Alright. Enjoy your time with him. I have a key to press, a phone call to make and an email to send. Going once... going twice...

[txt]: You do anything to jeopardize Tony’s career, or anything for that matter, and so help me god Steven you’re not going to like what trouble comes your way.  I may not be able to take you down but you’ve got a weak link, one that it’s not going to take much to take down.  Go ahead, make that call and push that button, and i’ll make you see fucking red.