Roger

This probably isn't the best time to tell her about…um… everything.  "You know you can't tell if someone's gay unless they tell you and there are straight guys that don't seem to mind joining a straight couple, I've heard they like it so they can learn new techniques."  After that she turns around and gives me this weird, what-the-hell-are-you-talking-about look to which I quickly reply "I was reading your Cosmo magazine while you showered!"  This is going wonderfully…

Mimi

I just glower at him, tugging my hand away and sliding to the other side of the couch. "Don't yell at me! Just because I didn't like your perverted little choice for this kinky game you've decided is good for our relationship… Damnit, Roger, we were happy for once!" I tug at my hair, suddenly remembering how badly things turned out all the other times I agreed with things like this. "Did you think this through at all, Roger? Did you think about how you'd feel, seeing another guy there with me? You won't even let me say Benny's name! You're just going to get even more jealous than you are now… if that's at all possible!" I don't want Mark! They're too close already, I can't have this. I'm not supposed to be jealous of my boyfriend's best friend.

Roger

"I…" Don't yell, that won't help anything, that will make her and you a lot more angry.  Taking a deep breath, a lot more calm this time I look at her.  "I wasn't yelling, I'm sorry, and I didn't decide anything, I just suggested, I wasn't sure so I tried to talk to you… I'm trying.  And, it's Mark, no one could be jealous of Mark, I mean… look at him, there's really nothing to be jealous of!"

Mimi

"Then why'd you choose him?" I hiss through clenched teeth. "And there is plenty to be jealous of with Mark, Mr. Davis. How about the fact that he's always around? Or that there seems to be an insistence to tell him everything about you, when you won't even confide in me ever? Or that… I don't know, there's this unshakable bond that even the girl you love can't begin to come near? That you'd never connect to anyone else, including me, at a level even close to—" I suddenly realize that Roger meant there was no way he'd be jealous of Mark touching me. My mouth opens and closes a few times before I stand up. "Excuse me," I whisper, but I can't seem to make my legs move.

Roger

"Mimi, no I love you, please don't go, I love you and I'm sorry," I beg, I really do love her, and I think this is the first time I've begged her to stay without mentioning Benny, drugs or the band which seems strange.  "I want you and I'd do anything to stay with you, it was a stupid idea but that's all it was, an idea, I promise I… please…" I take her hand and start to put an arm around her, unsure of what she'll do.

Mimi

The second he touches me; I burst into tears and crawl in against him. I'm acting just like the him that I hate. The jealous one. I bury my face against his shirt, how could I have let myself act like that? "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, Roger… I didn't mean to, the idea wasn't per… Mark wasn't a… I'm sorry, I'm so sorry." Stupid, stupid little girl, you are so lucky you didn't drive him away with that little display. 

Roger

"It's okay, I was stupid not you, you had a right to be mad, it's okay baby, don't worry."   With that I hold her close and just let her cry into my shoulder, I'm an idiot, I really am, I can't believe I did this to her and now she's blaming herself for it.  "I love you, don't worry, I love you more than anything."  I gave up drugs for her… I can give up sex with Mark.

Mimi

I sob against Roger until I finally have myself all cried out and he's gently wiping make-up streaks off my face. "I didn't mean to," I whisper, but he ignores me and I have to just keep staring up at him. I don't know why I got so stressed out over the idea of Mark. Mark would hate me if he had seen that reaction, but I just couldn't help it. For some reason, that terrified me. "Mark did something special today?" I ask, there must have been something he did that brought the idea of Mark into Roger's head.

 Roger

"I know… don't worry…" I just hold her, wondering how I'm going to talk to Mark after, I'm sure that he's heard all of this, as I don't know anyone who would be able to resist listening to this…   "He just… was really upset about his film and it's was adorable, and he was just so small and fragile, and… I don't know those are some of the qualities that I like in you."  Suddenly my head snaps up and I blurt out, "Don't worry, you're not that much like Mark, just with you're being physically smaller than me and needing hugs and that type of thing, I swear I mean that as a compliment!"

Mimi

"I know…" I tell him quietly, letting myself get immersed in comparing our hands again. "Mark's cute though, and no one in their right mind would ever call me "cute". Nobody who ever talked to me, anyway." Maybe he needs cute. After all, there's got to be something he sees in Mark that isn't in me. And I know that thing couldn't possibly be a dick, he's bi, not gay. He loves me, which makes him… well… not-gay. Since we all know that Mimi Marquez is very much a girl.

Roger

"No, he's different, there were just those few things that reminded me of you.  Plus he's just always there and would be pretty good at keeping it a secret if that's what you wanted… and last week Maureen got really drunk and was talking about how amazing he is in bed, so that kind of gave me the idea… It was stupid."  Why can't I just drop stuff when it's smart to drop things?  Stupid, stupid Roger…

Mimi

He was around a drunk Maureen last week? I wasn't around a drunk Maureen last week. So when did this happen? Maybe it didn't. Maybe Roger dreamed it. Roger always thinks his dreams are real. I like it though, it's cute. I know, nobody in their right minds would call Roger Davis cute either, but they don't know him! He is incredibly cute.

When he wants to be. Still… He's also currently waiting for me to respond, with that hopeful expression I don't think he knows he puts on. "Not stupid," I finally tell him. "Just… not what I expected. But it was what you thought and that's not stupid." Not usually anyway. Although, all the stories he ever tells me always seem to revolve around people being drunk or high. Like the one where he dressed Mark up in drag. Ewww… Mark in drag.

Roger

"Not what you expected, you're mad, or not what you expected… something else?  Because if you're interested you can pick whoever… except Benny… because if you do want this it by no means has to be Mark." Because you, me and a guy in bed would be awesome no matter who it is, but that little thought it going to stay right inside my head where it belongs because there are some things that no one gets to know.

Mimi

I nod slowly, he is being good about this. I think he really wanted Mark with us for some crazy reason. "I… I think maybe it just all got sprung on me and I'm kind of tired. Tomorrow we'll talk about it?" I understand about Benny. Benny and Roger can't even hear each other's names from me without acting like crazed idiots. If I tried to make them… I'd be dead. And not the good kind of dead. The dead kind of dead. "I… um… could I maybe sleep up here tonight?" I usually only sleep up here when Roger and I go to bed together and I know he's not ready to go to bed yet, he has his "I'm a band frontman!" look in his eyes. But I'm far too tired to go back to my apartment, I'm just ready to collapse and sleep until next Wednesday.

Roger

So she is interested?  That's amazing, not with Mark but… interested is good, even if it's with… I don't know Angel and Collins.  Ahhhhhh!  Brain!  Don't you ever suggest something like that again!  Collins likes guys to dress like girls!  And Angel *does* dress like a girl, and no they're very nice but no sex with them, horrible, horrible idea, well maybe Collins but definitely not Angel, as great as she is…  "Sure?  Did you just want to sleep, or…." I let my voice trail off as I'm certain she'll know what I mean so there's absolutely no point in my saying anything else.

Mimi

I shake my head. "No. Please Roger, I just want to go to bed." And I don't want to even think about anything intimate after that conversation, not until I have rest and caffeine in my system. And not nastyCoffee either, I hate coffee and if Roger tries to feed it to me again, I am definitely not agreeing to this. Just to be spiteful. I sigh, begging my mind to stop running a mile a minute, and get up. I slowly make my way into Roger's bedroom, searching through the giant mess on his floor for something I can sleep in. After 10 minutes and a hell of a lot of thought repression, I've found an old Well Hungarians T-shirt of his and changed into it.

Roger

Leaving at that I grab a glass of water and wander into my bedroom after Mimi, figuring Mark already knows and I can talk to him later.  Pulling off my shirt I grab my pajama pants that are just old ones that I can't wear anywhere else because they look stupid.  "Mind if I join you, sleep only?" I ask, actually meaning it, after that and the fact that I didn't get much sleep last night because of a gig that ran far too early in the morning to be considered early, I'm pretty tired.

Mimi

 I nod, rolling onto my side so he can fit into the bed as well. This is why we normally stay at my place, he just has this crappy little dirty mattress, that you'd have to be part of a couple to sleep on with another person. If there's two people, you have to sleep completely intertwined with each other… which, of course, Roger and I don't normally mind about. I don't even really mind now. It feels good to have his arms around me, having him here even after a big fight. This hasn't ever happened before and it probably won't again, so I should enjoy it. I settle my head in against his chest and, almost immediately, fall into a deep, deep sleep.

Roger

As we lie in my bed I simply watch her drift off to sleep, just taking in every little detail of her face, I can't believe she's sleeping in my arms at the moment, after fights we usually avoid each other for at least twenty-four hours or have sex, sleeping in each other's arms is generally not an option.  After looking at her for about a quarter of an hour my eyes close and, what seems like minutes later, open to bright sunlight.

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Author's Note: Well, that was quite in character… Except the Roger wanting Mark part… but that will eventually come around.

Disclaimer: I wish…

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