"do you ever knock?!" ( from vitiiosus. rod @ rab maybe?? idk just potential brother embarrassment is too great to pass up )
send me "do you ever knock?!" and i'll generate a random number 1-30... | accepting
Rod got: 7. CRYING | @vitiiosus
“ oh, i - ”
of course he never knocked, had never believed he’d needed to knock. and of course, he’d been warned. what teenage boys do in their rooms is much different from what young boys do in their rooms, and certainly different from what they do with one another. his mother’s voice of course had to ring through his ears at this particular moment, causing rabastan to cringe visibly. still, he couldn’t process what he was seeing, and it had everything to do with the fact that he had never seen it before.
“ i - rod, what-” but he couldn’t ASK !!! asking was never a good idea. if rodolphus had not wanted him to see, that was the end of it. he wasn’t supposed to, and he had, and now, there was no coming back from it. but rabastan found ( and rather quickly too ) that he did not favor the look on his elder brother’s face, the red of his eyes, the glisten that blanketed them, the streaks defined against his cheeks. rabastan shuddered again, unable to look away and so afraid to continue.
“ er, uh, was it - mum’s cooking again? ya know, dad warned her to let the elf do it, but - she gets in those moods and then...” but he doubted a joke would hardly save him now. even so, leaving his brother like this was anything but appealing, his own cheeks now blooming scarlet, the tension between them drenched in embarrassment. bastan attempted a smile, that boyish grin, all teeth that made him look as though he were in pain rather than in good spirits, but he would try anyhow. “ you want me to, um, get you som’a dad’s whiskey? i can sneak it, promise. i won’t mess up this time.”
