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Zexion
"I should be worried. I know I should. My mother always warned me about people who finally take that step from abnormal to insane. I should always listen to her. She's a saint." I rolled my eyes as I listened to Saix's voice while I sketched out ideas in my notebook. "Dear lord, Zexion, you were humming!" He waved his hand in my face to emphasize, and I swatted at it. "And, holy fuck, it was NSync!" I knew I should let him get all his jokes out now, so I calmly set down my pencil and raised an eyebrow inviting him to continue.
"It's that boy, Demyx, isn't it?" He wrinkled his nose, in mock disgust. "Or rather, Dem." The falsetto was just adding insult to injury and I flipped him off as he laughed. "Admit it, you like him. You 'like him' like him. You wanna snuggle and kiss him and pet him and call him your squishy."
"Shut the fuck up, Saix! Since when do you even care?" Okay, so I was a little grumbly at how amusing this was for him, and I certainly didn't appreciate him poking fun at my attachment to Demyx.
"I care, Zexion. I care. So, much in fact, that I even told Demyx when he called this morning that he could stop by anytime he wanted." I snapped my eyes to his golden ones sparking with humor.
"He called?! Why didn't you tell me?"
He laughed and grabbed my notebook off the desk to flip through it. "Because you were making coffee and you know that has priority if you want to have me civil." Eyeing my current sketch he made an appreciative noise. "Besides, you didn't need the distraction. You are already distracted enough and he isn't even here." He flipped his hair over his shoulder and tossed the sketchpad to me.
"Seriously, though. I can't believe you guys are still so tight. Normally, you can't be half assed to even tell me names, let alone everything about the kid." I pinched the bridge of my nose and told myself I needed him to run the shop when I was out of town and that I couldn't be bothered to drag his bloody body outside either.
"Saix, as endearing as it is for you to pretend to be my mother, fuck off." He snorted at my petulant tone and I sat up straighter and tried to sound like an adult. "Demyx is my friend and since Axel and Roxas have been wrapped up in each other, we have been getting to know each other." I saw Saix smirk and I blushed. "Not like that! You're annoying."
He didn't even bother to refute that claim and he was laughing still as he left my office to head back to the front of the store. I slumped on the desk, resting my chin on my palm while I swirled my pencil around on a blank page. No, I didn't know Demyx that way, but it didn't matter at the moment. He was enjoyable to be around even without sex. We hadn't gotten that far, but we'd certainly had our hands on each other. That first night on the park bench had been just the beginning when it came to my hands on him. I'd dropped him off at home and he'd invited me in for coffee, followed by another explosive make out session on his couch. Since then, we'd had our shirts off, had some dry humping and a rather eye opening handful of his 'package'.
I squirmed in my chair and made a slight adjustment to my crotch as even the smallest thought of him with his shirt off and mouth wet with kisses, was causing my lower body to wake up and salute the world. With that thought, I stood up quickly and made my way out of my office so I could catch Demyx when he came by and avoid Saix making any nasty or embarrassing comments about me to the piercer. Especially since said piercer had been trying to get me to go under his needle lately.
It was a good thing I'd gone out front as just as the front door came into view, I was seeing Demyx push it open with a jingle. I couldn't help the smile that grew on my face, and I found myself trying to see the shop through his eyes. It was something I was proud of and I wanted him to like it.
Demyx
I'd thought about calling Zexion again in hopes I'd get him on the phone rather than Saix and confirm that I could in fact come by whenever I wanted. I'd gotten a greenlight from Saix.
So, once I'd found a hole in my schedule over at Bloody Inks and I'd gotten a "Sure, do whatever you want" from Axel, I'd jumped on my Vespa and driven across the city to pay the Poison Pin a visit. It would be the first time I entered the place. I'd walked and driven by it, but never stopped to go inside. Funnily enough, every time I had gone by it, I'd told myself to one day go inside, check it out. I guess today was that day then.
Undoing the binding on the back of my Vespa to release the small metal case, I locked the vehicle and then tucked the case under my arm before making my way to the door. The first thing I saw was Zexion, smiling my way, looking curious. I knew that look. He wanted to know what I thought of the shop.
Smiling back at him, I looked around slowly, closing the door behind me at the same time. There was a tattoo wall just like there was at Bloody Inks, a counter, a back room and then one ink chair over in the front right corner and a second more private ink chair in a room in the far right. The colors were warm and welcoming, there were no cliché tattoo designs visible in sight, everything was neat and very tasteful.
"This place is great, Zex." I murmured. "And your ink is... Well, you have a lot talent." I added with a sincere smile. "I do hope your receptionist takes better care of your customers than he does your friends." I said a little louder, knowing full well the guy had to be around here somewhere. "I get the impression you weren't expecting me."
"I'm not the receptionist!" Came an annoyed shout, and I saw a head poke out of a door in the back. "I'm his bloody store manager when he can't be assed to show up to work. The guy is lost without me!" Sending Zexion a knowing look, he narrowed his eyes at me before disappearing again. "Receptionist, hah!" Came through the door before it shut behind him.
Zexion gave me a pained look. "Ignore him, he thinks he's my mother."
I couldn't help but snort. "Yeah, I have a similar dynamic going on with Axel." I waved my hand flippantly. "It's your own damn faults. You make it too easy for us receptionists!" I got another kick out of Saix's annoyed growl, all the while making my way to Zexion. "He should behave or else I won't pierce him at half price." I pressed a soft kiss to his lips, making sure not to let it linger too long or else before we knew it, we'd be attacking each other on the nearest available couch or chair.
He pulled back with a raised eyebrow. "Pierce? Saix?" He shook his head and peered at me. "You are going to pierce that grumpy guy?" It was cute the way his nose wrinkled. "Why and dare I ask, where?"
"He'll be grumpier once I'm done with his penis." I winked.
"Oh dear fuck, you can't be serious!" I thought Zexion might actually loose his lunch as he paled and covered his mouth in horror. "You can't pierce his dick! That's, er," He paused, trying to think. "Really disturbing."
"Hah, you're telling me? I've done so many genitalia, I barely bat an eye anymore." Smirking, I slid my fingers into his hair, making his beautiful face appear more clearly. "More disturbing is piercing the clitoris." I paused. "Specially for a gay dude." Then again, piercing a dick when you're straight must be just as strange. Actually, scratch that, piercing genitalia in general was awkward altogether.
"I think I'm going to be sick." I suppose I should feel bad as he blanched, but this was too easy. "Demyx, I-I can't stay here for that. Text me when it's safe to set foot in my shop again. Preferably, when Saix is far, far away."
"I am joking." I spelled out, pulling him back to me when he tried to get away. "I won't be approaching the dick of your receptionist today, hopefully not any other day either." I wrinkled my nose at the idea.
"Dammit, Demyx! I'm still gonna have that disturbing image in my head the rest of the day!" He huffed as he spun around and stalked over to the welcome desk. "I expect dinner later tonight for that stunt. Now, if you aren't here to pierce Saix's genitals," He shuddered, "Then what is that under your arm?"
I shook my head in amusement at his minor tantrum, or hissy fit, I wasn't sure yet how to identify all the different reactions he had, I didn't know them all, but hopefully we'd be together for a long time to come still, allowing me to know each and every one.
"I am here to pierce Saix, hence the box, just not his nether regions." Making my way to the counter, I leaned onto it, offering Zexion an apologetic look. "I'm sorry. I should have stopped the moment your lunch started to travel its way back up your throat." When he just gave me a dull stare, I grinned. "I promise, I'll make it up to you. Now. Saix! Get out here so I can pierce-" I didn't remember what it was he wanted. "Can I pierce you too?" I asked Zexion innocently, figuring it couldn't hurt to try and ask him again.
"No."
I rolled my eyes. "I guess we'll need to work on that." Leaning over the counter, I gently pouted my bottom lip out. "You're not still mad, are you? This joke was at the same level as the one you pulled on me a couple of days ago when you told me you'd tattooed me while asleep." I still couldn't believe I'd fallen for it. Had he done it, I would have woken. At least, I hope I would have.
"Don't even pretend that a fake tattoo is on the same level as imagining my friend's dick." He pecked my lips, nibbling a little before pulling away. "But, yes, forgiven." Leaning away, he gave me a thoughtful look. "What exactly would I pierce?"
"Am I allowed to give you a selfish answer?"
"Will I regret asking?"
"No, because I happen to have that piercing myself and I know when the time comes, you'll sing hallelujah for it." I gave him a toothy grin. "I suggest the tongue."
His eyes went to my mouth, and his tongue peaked out to unconsciously lick his lips. "I'll think about it." Sniffing, he turned away. "Saix, it's safe to come out. I won't throw up on you." Snickering, I waited for my customer to get his ass out of here because I actually hadn't come here to pierce him. I was here to visit Zexion, Saix had just taken advantage of my presence here.
Saix appeared from behind the back door, his shirt off with a towel draped over one of his arms. He ignored Zexion, except for a knowing smirk, then turned to me. "I decided I want both nipples done at the same time. Or do you think I should do them one now, the other later?" He plopped onto the closest tattoo chair and leaned back.
Rubbing my hands together, I waggled my eyebrows over at Saix. "This is a happy day indeed, I get to inflict twice the amount of pain on the same patient!" Opening the box I looked around for the hand sanitizer but realized I'd forgotten it. No matter though. Walking over to the small stool on wheels beside the tattoo chair Saix was lounging on, I sat down onto it and opened the drawers of the small table, finding the sanitizer and applying it to my hands. I then proceeded in applying some on his nipples with a paper towel and then...
"Zex... could you bring me my box, please?" I wanted him near so he could see that piercing wasn't as scary as he seemed to believe it was.
He appeared at my elbow, box in head and he peered at Saix as though the guy was an alien. "Why are you piercing your nipples? You don't even have a boyfriend!"
Saix rolled his eyes. "Something I hope to remedy as soon as I don't hurt anymore from stabbing metal through my nipples. Now, shush. He's going to need to concentrate." I listened to them while pulling the latex gloves on and grabbing the small package that held the sterilized needle. A new needle for every customer, two new needles in Saix case.
"Receptionist is gay? I had no idea." Opening the packages, I placed them on the small table beside me and then proceeded in showing him the bars that would go through his nipples. "You can switch to rings in about 4 months. Don't change these until the 4 months are up or you'll risk infection. These are special for when the holes are newly made. Protection bars. You understand, yes? I'll also give you a spray bottle containing the disinfected you'll need to apply every day so, well, that it won't infect. Wouldn't want your nipples to fall off, do we now?"
Zexion snorted, while Saix glared at him. "No, we wouldn't want that at all." Saix turned to me, and I suddenly felt wary as I noticed the gleam in his eyes. "So, tell me Demyx. Why isn't Zexion here pierced and why aren't you tattooed by him? I would think you guys would at least give each other a discount."
"Oh, believe me," Twisting the balls off the bar of each piercing, I placed them beside the needle packages, ready for me to grab. "We're trying to talk one another into it." I assured. "Try not to move, it'll only sting 5 seconds tops." I grabbed a clamp from my box, using it to pinch his nipple, get a proper hold on it that I couldn't get with my hands and tugged it up to give me space to make the hole. "A nasty comeback before I scar you for life?"
"Mess this up and I'll switch THE colors in your eventual tattoo ink to a nasty pink."
I smirked while my eyes were concentrated on my handy work. Placing the tip of the needle on the right side of his right nipple, I nodded. "Breathe." When he did, I pierced the needle through. "Keep breathing." I instructed, checking his face to make sure he wasn't a fainter.
"Quit touching me, please." He whispered, breathing deeply. "I might just punch you in the face. That hurt."
Zexion growled. "Remember how this was your bright idea? Don't threaten Demyx." I could feel the warmth of his body as he discreetly moved closer to me.
"The pain was sort of a given. You do understand the concept of piercing, yes?" Grabbing the piercing, I moved it beside the end of the needle and then pulled the needle away, making way for the metal. Once it was in, I closed it with the balls, twisting them in place, careful not to tug on his skin and then I cleaned it up. "So, you sure you want a second one, or...?"
"In for a dime, in for a dollar. Do it, and then you guys clear off. I will be wretched company to the guy who stabbed me and the guy who's making lovesick eyes at the guy who stabbed me." He waved me forward.
I smiled up at Zexion, happy to hear he'd been staring at me lovesick. "He's just jealous."
I wasn't sure if this was part of the Poison Pin daily routine, but Zex had allowed Saix a few hours off to get some lunch, effectively giving us some time alone. I was grateful. Not that I didn't like Saix, he was a good guy and quite amusing all around, but he was also very opinionated and couldn't help himself when it came to telling myself and Zexion what he thought of us together. I figure Saix didn't give me all the details roaming in his mind mainly since Zexion had a very powerful glare, which, actually, it was funny to see them interact with one another. I wondered if Axel and I came across that way to the outside eye.
Looking at Zex, I smiled as I always did when I was near him. I don't think he realized just how happy he made me. He didn't have to do much, sometimes he only had to look at me in that way, and it would brighten my entire day. We hadn't been together that long... Yet, I missed him when he wasn't around the way I'd never missed someone before. I was a particularly present person when it came to relationships, always needing to spend time with the other as much as possible, hating to be apart for a long period of time, but with Zexion it was ten times worse than the usual.
I called him every night before going to sleep and while I tried to stop myself, I couldn't always and ended up calling him the next day when I woke up. I'd been terrified I'd come across as too clingy, but so far, he hadn't shown any sign of being bothered with my 'excessive' need to be around him, be it physical or on the phone. We'd also reached that point where we could comfortably be around each other in silence. I loved that we didn't need to talk to be happy with each others presence.
Finishing up the sandwich he'd made for me, I allowed myself to stare at him a bit as he was finishing up his own food, sketching a design at the same time. He was sitting on the chair behind the Poison Pin's counter, his sketchbook between my legs as I was sitting on the counter itself. I had a great view of the drawing and the top of his head. Grinning, I kissed the top of his head, watching as I broke his concentration some.
"Thanks for lunch." I murmured, placing my arms around his neck and ducking my head down so I could steal a proper kiss when he detached his eyes from his sketchpad and looked up at me.
He chuckled, and used one arm to reach up and cup my neck, returning the kiss. "Couldn't stand the stomach rumblings anymore. You'd have let yourself starve if I hadn't." The drawing was catching his attention again as he absently patted my arms still around his neck before adding a few more lines to the paper. "Sorry, I'm just gonna finish this sketch really quick, and then I'm all yours." It was cute how he lost his usual confident tone when sketching and talked in an adorable mumble.
"Take your time, I'm perfectly happy right as we are now." I assured, shuffling back a bit so my thighs weren't touching his sketchpad, giving him the room he needed and allowing my hands to tuck his hair back so the bangs wouldn't fall in his eyes. Leaning on the counter, I eyed the drawing from an upside down angle. If he was anything like Axel, he was able to absently respond to questions while drawing. "A new design?"
"Hmmm, yeah. Had that tingling feeling lately for some reason. Normally, I sketch at home and bring ideas here to put into the computer and define better. But this one is being demanding."
I smothered the chuckle that wanted to escape at how his nose wrinkled when I'd forced him to speak while sketching. I knew he wasn't annoyed with my presence here, he was just in that 'zone'. The zone was that place where not even the crotch of the artist's lover could distract him from his drawing, even if it was right in front of his face.
"The demanding ones tend to be the best." I said with a smile, frowning in amusement down at the drawing, not entirely sure yet what it was going to be since it was still in the early stages. The upside down angle probably didn't help with the identification. Opening my mouth to simply ask him what it was, I was interrupted when the door of the shop chimed, letting us know a customer just walked in.
Clearly Zex had forgotten he'd send his receptionist out for the time being. "Babe. Customer."
He growled, but put down the sketchpad. "Welcome to The Poison Pin. What can I do for you today?" The customer had his attention now, but I noticed that he hadn't put down the pencil and was unconsciously tapping it on the counter. Clearly he was still in the 'zone.' Looking back over my shoulder, I saw that the customer had to be in his early twenties, slightly nervous in demeanor, meaning he was probably an ink virgin. I liked those, they were funny.
"Uh, hi." He waved at us. "It didn't say outside, so I came in to ask if you guys pierce?" He ran a shaky hand through his short, spiky brown hair, tucking on his shirt to try and calm himself. People had this weird idea in their mind that tattoo shops were scary places to be in.
"You're that new bartender at Pink's, aren't you? Marluxia said you're from out of town?" I'm pretty sure it was him. If it was him, I'd seen him come out of the bar several times sometime during the night over the past week.
That seemed to calm him, giving him a little bit more confidence as he walked over to us and offered me his hand to shake. I took it, giving him a smile. "Yeah, that's me. I'm from the country side, so city life is a little nerve-racking still." He smiled back then. "I'm Pence."
"I'm Demyx. This is Zexion." I returned.
Zexion was watching me with a half smile on his face, before turning back to Pence and nodding. "I'm the owner of The Poison Pin. And unfortunately we don't do piercings here. I can recommend a different store though."
"Okay, sure." Pence nodded happily. "Where can I find it?"
"Bloody Ink's. Unfortunately, it's a bit across town, but they have the best piercer in town." He smirked, and nudged me with his elbow.
I grinned goofily back at Zex. "Aren't you sweet." I said playfully, poking his nose before chuckling at Pence. "I'm Bloody Inks piercer." I explained. "Since I happen to have my material with me, it wouldn't make much sense for us to travel there when I can just pierce you here. Unless Zexion minds?"
"Um, no. I don't actually." Thoughtful now, Zexion tilted his head to the side and looked me over, while tapping his finger against his chin. "I don't mind at all. You may use the same chair that Saix was in, or if you'd like privacy, you may use my chair."
I shrugged, not caring if it was in this room or the more private one, after all, I only had a curtain in Bloody Inks. "I guess that's up to Pence. What is it you'd like pierced? Since you're a bartender you gotta be of legal age, no need to show ID and I'm sure I can alter a tattoo consent form to that of a piercing." I smiled over at Zex, "That way you can add it to your paperwork and we won't have to send it to Bloody Inks, where I'll have to deal with the paperwork that concerns a house-call, blah, blah, blah." I waved my hand flippantly, nudging Zex aside so I could jump off the counter. "So, Pence, where do you want a hole?"
He was nervous again. "Euh, I was thinking my eyebrow?"
"Good choice, you got the face for it." I waggled my eyebrows at Zex then. "That's an easy fifty for you."
"For a hole in his eyebrow? Seriously?" Ah, the gears were turning now, I could tell. He kept glancing between us as I grabbed my box and nodding to himself. "It is okay if I watch?"
I shrugged again. "Can he watch, Pence?" I asked as I gestured for him to sit on the ink chair.
"Yeah, I don't mind." The boy said as he sat.
After altering the form and having Pence sign it, I then did my job in a jiffy, having done so many eyebrow piercings, I could do them in my sleep. Even Pence and Zexion were surprised at how fast it had happened and I especially enjoyed it when a customer was pleasantly surprised at the fact that it didn't hurt as bad as they initially imagined.
It wasn't fifteen minutes later and Pink's new bartender had a shiny new decorative jewel on their face and the owner of the Poison Pin was fifty dollars richer.
Grinning as I saw Zexion was thinking loudly enough, I didn't need for him to talk to guess what it was he was thinking about, I removed the latex gloves and put my stuff back in the box, cleaning up after myself as I continued to stare at his thoughtful face.
"If you want to hire me as a part time piercer, you'll have to talk about it with Axel. Although I'm in charge of most paperwork, Axel handles schedules."
Zexion put an arm around my shoulders and pulled me into a gentle kiss. "He'll say yes, and it will certainly be nice to have you around here. Saix is the only other person around when I'm here, and I could use a change." He grinned and then pulled my hand towards the door that was just past his tattooing area and opened it.
"It's an extra room for when we have part-timers help out in here, but it can be yours when you want to work here. Is that okay?"
My eyebrows shot up and my hand squeezed his. "I get my own room?" Giddy now, I did a tiny happy bounce. "Oh, this'll be awesome!" I exclaimed. "The only thing you'll need to invest in is a cookie jar and milk."
He raised an eyebrow. "You get that many fainters, do you? Hmmm, I may add an additional charge to cover that. Maybe get some granola bars as well." His brain was off and working now, completely dismissing the idea that he was giving me my own room in his shop as if it was the most natural thing in the world. "I'll talk to Axel later this week and get it all squared away." Laughing, I hugged him to me, letting my lips kiss his neck. This was big for me. He was okay with me working here part time. He wanted me around. This meant he really, truly didn't mind having me close to him.
"You and Axel can figure everything out together, I'm too excited to think." I chuckled, my fingers softly moving his hair out of the way so I had better access, letting my teeth nip his earlobe, pecking his jawline, letting out a content sigh as I always did when I was in his arms, or he in mine.
"I can tell." His voice was slightly breathless and he tilted his head to give me more room. "Would you like to come over tonight for dinner and a movie? Not that I have anything thing against taking you out, but I thought we could re-relax." The voice jump was cute and I smirked against his neck as I continued giving it a small bite.
Licking the skin there and sucking on it gently, I carefully walked him backwards until his back connected with the nearest available wall, my fingers lacing through his as I pushed them beside his head, keeping him pinned. "I'd very much like to come over." I whispered close to his ear, letting myself grind teasingly against him. "But maybe instead of a movie, I finally want to show you what a tongue piercing is really all about.d"
He shivered, and I could feel the goosebumps cover his skin. "Really all about? That sounds, um," He was pushing back against my body, matching my pace. "I-I'd like that. Oh fuck, that feels good." Turning his head towards me, he captured my lips and was doing a good job of devouring any response to come out of my mouth. "When?"
Right fucking now is all my mind could come up with as I guided him over to the ink chair, pushing him back onto it so I could climb up and settle on his lap. "Later? Now? I don't know. You're making it hard to think..." I moaned against his mouth, starting to forget we were in a shop. Or maybe I just didn't care. I suddenly really hated my, no sex until the tenth date rule.
"Me? How am I supposed to form coherent thought with you sitting in my lap?" Hands were clutching my sides now, holding me down on said lap, while his tongue was mapping out the inside of my mouth as though it was the first time we were making out. I felt the tip of his tongue, gently prod the bar in the middle of mine, feeling and tasting it. He hummed, and one hand crept up to tilt my head and pull me deeper.
My body started to tremble, the way he made me feel overwhelming and it wasn't long before I gasped for air, panting and unable to stop moaning as we kept up our grinds, my hands finding their way under his shirt, touching the soft skin I could reach and it wasn't long before one found their way to one of his nipples, toying with it. A louder moan popped out of my mouth when his fingers slid down, grasping my ass and hardening the friction created between us.
"Maybe we should stop before we make a mess of ourselves?" I panted out even though my hips kept moving and my lips tried to find their way back to his mouth.
"Or before fucking Saix ruins my day by showing up." Reluctantly, he dropped his hands and stopped moving his groin, but his lips stayed on mine, only simply kissing instead of devouring me. Liking this almost as much as the heated make out session, I smiled against his mouth, kissing him back softly as my body released tension, my legs tangling with his as I allowed myself to lie on top of him, unable to stop kissing him.
"Can we stay like this a couple of minutes longer though?" I murmured while my arms wrapped around his neck, my body calming and relaxing.
"You have the best ideas." He responded, sighing in contentment as he lazily kissed me back, one hand gently stroking my hair.
"How about I go back to Bloody Inks in a little bit, so that temptation isn't too grand, and then once it's time for the Poison Pin to close for the day, you come get me and we'll go grab some take out to eat at your place?" I offered in between soft pecks.
"Oh, I like that. And I'll inform Axel that I'm stealing your services whenever I want as well." Pulling back completely now, he smiled up into my eyes.
I smiled back at him, not sure if I'd ever felt this relaxed before in my life. When he was about to say more, he got cut off by my phone ringing.
I grinned at Zex. "It's like he has super hearing and knows when we talk of him." Wiggling some to be able to reach the phone in my pocket, I pulled it free. "He's probably wondering where the fuck I am." Eyeing the screen, assuming I'd read "Axel" off of it, I frowned deeply when it was the last person on earth I thought capable of calling.
"Hang on." I told Zex, sitting up and abruptly breaking physical contact between us as I was just that surprised. Taking the call, I stared at the wall opposite me in deep questioning and asked, "Mom?" When Zexion raised an eyebrow, all I could do was shrug at him.
"Demyx, oh thank god you picked up, I wasn't sure if you could while at work." My frown only deepened.
"It's fine, I'm not piercing anyone right now." I paused. "Are you crying?" Why was she calling me? At my words, Zexion sat up properly as well, giving me a worried look and all I could do again was shrug.
"Seifer has done something very stupid. So stupid in fact, I couldn't stop the rumors and gossip from flowing around our friends and acquaintance circles in time." She sniffled.
"Okay..." I said carefully. "What did Seifer do?" It was probably connected to that phone call he'd tried to make two weeks ago, interrupting my second date with Zexion momentarily. I'd expected Seifer to come by in the next couple of days, but he never had and although I'd called to ask if I could come over and maybe lend him an ear, when I did get him on the phone he said it wasn't necessary.
"He filed for divorce, Demyx." The big tears were back. "He didn't even discuss it with me and your father first!"
I rolled my eyes. "It's his marriage, mom, he shouldn't have to talk to you about wanting to get a divorce." Although that was the first thing I wanted to tell her, I was actually surprised they were getting divorced at all. I rarely saw Seifer's wife, didn't have any kind of connection with her and whenever we happened to be in the same room and she was forced to talk to me, it had been nothing but awkward. But Seifer had always seemed to enjoy her, not exactly the way I would want my relationship to work out as, I mean, it was always very neat, friendly, but they weren't overly touchy and such. I'd always figured it was because they were from that well behaved circle... Hoping they had their very much in love and heated moments in the privacy of their bedroom, just choosing to appear clean cut in front of a crowd. I guess I'd been wrong.
"He did not tell you?" My mother sounded surprised, a hiccup escaping her through her noisy tears.
"Ehm. No... I had no idea they were not getting along. Why do you think I was aware?"
"He filed for a divorce because he claims to be a homosexual." Pause. "You know, like you."
I rolled my eyes a lot when around my mother. "Just because I'm gay, doesn't mean I know all gay men in the world."
"What about gaydar?"
My eyebrows shot up. "You think I knew on some level Seifer was gay before he himself knew?"
"Possibly..." She murmured.
"Well, I didn't." I assured. "I want to tell you that you should be happy for him, that it's a good thing he finally realized what he truly wants for himself, but I'm relatively sure it'll enter one ear and will instantly go out the other." Sighing, I rubbed my temple. "I'm not sure what you want me to say, Mother. I won't stop him from doing this because while I am surprised to find out he is gay, Seifer is a smart guy, he probably thought everything through down to the very last miniscule detail. If he managed to get over the scandal it would cause in his mind, and allow himself to finally be who he is, then I'm going to support that." I was shocked to find out my brother is gay... I mean, I would have never seen that one coming, never, ever. But I wasn't going to let my mother know just how surprised I was because it would probably only cause more issues for Seifer and he most likely was having a hard enough time as it was.
"I just needed to hear your opinion." My mother murmured. "I will deal with the scandal it created."
"Just let it blow over, Mom." I sighed. "If you push too hard, people will take more notice and the longer the 'scandal' will last. It's what happened with me when you tried to do damage control after my coming out. It only made things worse and while you managed to save face in front of your friends eventually, you know as well as I that our relationship drastically changed after that incident. So unless you want to create a cold, lacking relationship with Seifer, I suggest you just let things take it's course and support your son rather than worry about what people around you will think."
"Y-You're probably right..." My eye twitched when I heard her agree. She never agreed with me. "I will let myself calm down, take some time to truly understand and I will talk to Seifer."
"Okay..." I said, dumbfounded.
"I will talk to you soon, Darling." She didn't sound upset anymore now that she had a plan.
"Sure. Bye." I responded awkwardly before hanging up the phone, allowing myself to stare off into space. "Now I kind of want a cigarette..."
Zexion scowled. "You don't smoke. What was that about? What's wrong?"
Blinking, I looked at Zex. "I don't, but my mother makes me crave nicotine." Scratching my hair, I sighed. "She called me so I could remind her of the mistake she made with me to make sure she can't repeat it with Seifer, cause she actually cares enough to not make it with him." It's not that she didn't love me, she did, but my mother had this weird way of thinking. "Seifer, apparently, is gay, realized it and is in the process of divorcing his wife. That's what he was trying to tell me when he interrupted our second date with his call."
He blinked. "He's gay? And now divorcing his wife? So, basically, he's met someone. A guy, obviously. I wonder how that happened."
"I don't want to know." I growled, standing up and starting to pace the shop's floor. "It probably involves cheating. And if not physically, a guy must have caught Seifer's attention strong enough to have him realize that he is gay. Meaning he pretty much mind cheated on his wife." Now it made even more sense why Seifer had had so much trouble spitting it out over the phone and avoiding telling me afterwards, he knew how I felt about people being unfaithful. "I do hope he divorced his wife before pursuing whoever he's got his eye on now." I had to believe Seifer was at least nice enough to do that, I mean... His wife hadn't asked for any of this. "It wasn't exactly an arranged marriage, but my parents did pressure him to marry this girl. I actually thought they were in love though, or at the very least, extremely fond of each other... Like my parents."
Zexion looked taken aback for a second. "Do you suppose his wife will be very unhappy? I mean, she had to have noticed something was amiss. Women are quite adept at spotting homosexuality. Perhaps he has already spoken with her and she has pushed for this divorce for his happiness. I would think she'd rather end the marriage on that happy note, than suffer knowing her husband cannot love her fully. It is not the first time society has gotten the better of a man, and I can only hope that through their marriage they respect each other enough to be honest." He was speaking kindly while watching me pace, trying to calm me down obviously.
Halting in my steps, I looked over at Zex, smiling. "Well, I hope for Seifer it went down that nicely, it will certainly make the process of coming out a lot less painful." Making my way over to him, I let my forehead fall against his chest, groaning. "You're right, it's probably better things are out in the open now. I told my mother the same thing, that she should be happy Seifer figured things out for himself." I nodded at my own words. "And I really, really hope everything is going down as smoothly as you described it, or else I'm going to have my hands full with hectic and crazy Seifer. Hectic and crazy Seifer is scary... He comes over a lot and talks an unusual great amount, usually until my ears bleed." I muttered, dreading the idea of my depressed brother already.
Zexion's chest rumbled. "Maybe you should invite him out to eat? I'll be there, and maybe we'll meet or get to hear about that someone who caught his eye. I admit I'm also curious to see how you two compare." He chuckled. "All I can imagine is some poor stiff in a doctors coat with glasses."
I chuckled at the image, popping my head back up so I could kiss his cheek, letting it linger. "You're so far off. Remove the mohawk, piercings and adjust the attire, I actually have the more imaginable physique for a doctor than Seifer does." I frowned as I thought of my brother. "Girls swoon when they see him. Whoever he's got his eye on now doesn't stand a chance. That is, if they give him enough time to show just how nice he truly is. He's basically that perfect package." I shrugged. "Thank you for being willing to be there for me." I gave him a gooey look. "I'm sure you two will get along splendidly." I wasn't sure when would be good to introduce them though.
Smiling, he tweaked my nose and winked. "Well, I will be on my best behavior for you. We could meet up at Pink's later this week if that works for him? Or we can meet sooner if you're really in need of seeing him." His hand now rested against my cheek, stroking lightly.
I leaned into his palm, enjoying the touch. "He's got a weird schedule at work, I'm not sure if he's doing night shifts or not this week, so I'll call him and I'll let you know what works out for him, kay?"
"Sounds good." His lips were on mine again, and he inhaled deeply before groaning and pulling away. "Must behave. You better get back to work before I don't let you leave."
I leaned right back in, humming contently against his mouth. "Hmmkay. I'll go." I grinned as I gave his bottom an appreciative pat. "Tonight still stands, my brother won't ruin that for us, so come get me when you're done here." I said as I walked backwards and away from him, aiming for the exit. I made sure to give him a wink before turning and walking out of the Poison Pin.
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