"Schadenfreude."
"Uh…um…" Nagi waffled, then shrugged. "I don't know."
Schuldich rolled his eyes and set the German textbook down. "You're a moron." he announced, pushing the Japanese boy away from him. Nagi didn't respond, only crossed his arms over his slim chest. "I'm not helping you anymore."
"You're fluent and you won't help me?" Nagi cried out in protest. "I'm going to fail this class when I have a native speaker in my own house because he's a jerk!"
Several projectiles hurled through the room and towards Schuldich's head. All four pillows hit at once, bouncing off and falling to the floor in a crumpled heap. They picked themselves back up and did it again.
Schuldich turned and teased, "Oh, poor Nagi, suffer the small children, you freak."
The pillows hit him again. "I wouldn't live here if I was eighteen; I'd have my own apartment and then where would you be?"
"Bored." Schuldich settled on the couch, turned on the TV and unbuttoned his pants. "Hey, Nagi, jerk me off."
"I'm studying." Nagi muttered as he picked up his textbook. "Do it yourself."
"You're a big boy now, Nagi. Multitask." The reply was dry. "Brad doesn't come back for another hour and I'm horny now."
"What does 'schadenfreude' mean, anyway?" Nagi asked. "The book doesn't tell me."
"Irony at its best, you not knowing what that word means." Schuldich murmured. "I'll show you when Brad gets back."
Crawford got back exactly eight pm. Schuldich watched as he toed his shoes off, set his briefcase down on the floor, shrugged his jacket off and entered the apartment. "Don't even think about it." He warned.
Nagi looked up as Schuldich sauntered across the room and towards Crawford. "Don't even think of what? You're not the telepath in this house."
Crawford raised an eyebrow and walked past him. Schuldich followed Crawford into the bedroom, then back out into the living area and to where Nagi was still studying. Schuldich started a rant of pointless babble. Crawford was trying very hard to ignore him, but there was no way; the German's nasally voice could pierce stone. "…so then I went out and thought that if I got you while you were still at work we could go for a coffee and a fuck, but Nagi called me because he needed to come home before he blew up the school, which as you know is his threat every Friday because P.E. bores him. You want to go fuck now? I'm still really horny. Nagi wouldn't jerk me off."
"Pity." Crawford said dryly as he poured himself a glass of sherry.
"Yeah, so I figured when I picked Nagi up I should probably swing by that flower shop but the girls outside made it a pain in the ass to park so I drove your BMW into a wall. Totaled it." Schuldich grinned, waited, and moved over when Crawford swung around with a fist aimed at his head.
Nagi laughed.
Crawford grabbed Schuldich and dragged him into the bedroom.
:Schadenfreude: happiness at the misfortune of others: the nasally voice in his head laughed. :Object lesson learned:
