"So... what do you normally do around here?" The man hadn't left, and he honestly was managing to be even more annoying than before. Law had sat down on the couch dejectedly after attmepting to literally push Eustass out the door -yes, he was that pissed. The red head had proved to be unmovable, litterally he had just stood there and let Law try to push him out. Not even an inch. Fuck. He wasn't some weakling? Okay, in this case he was. He huffed, and then decided to fess up. It was a harmless enough question.

"I enjoy reading." He said with as much attitude as he possibly could muster.

"Sounds boring." Tasteless.

"For you, I suppose it would be." Eustass chuckled and sat down on the couch next to him, a little too close as expected. The only thing Law was happy about was that the man was still shirtless. And damn, did it look good. It seemed the universe had decided to play it fair. Mostly at least. That very fucking morning he had been half fucking naked without even realising it, and it had given Eustass ample time to see every inch of his visible skin. Damnit. He was still pissed about his own ignorance, but this sort of made up for it. They fell into a silence. Law had no idea what to do now that his plans for getting rid of the monster had all been for nothing. He refused to even make eye contact at the moment; the brute not worth his attention. Eustass seemed to be just as awkward as he was, only he handled it a little differently. Eustass leaned sideways as if to make sure Law would hear him.

"We could make out?" He turned and deadpanned to see a completely serious and almost hopeful idiot with his eyebrow raised in question. He flicked Eustass on his forhead. "Ow!"

"You are an idiot, Mister Eustass, and I am not here to entertain you."

"It's really just Kid." He said with a lopsided grin.

"I don't care." He really didn't. Though, he prefered 'Eustass' much more than 'Kid', and if it annoyed him... then this could work out. "See. You are already bored. You should leave." He simply batted a hand at the air not even giving a proper answer.

"Aw, I'm sure we can find something to do... Ah! What's something you've never done before? I'm sure I'd like it." Bastard. There was something, though.

"It's stupid..." Hell was he going through with it.

"Comon~" Eustass whined, and that's when he noticed his eyes. They were literally golden. Fucking golden. Not like copper or yellow, no. They were abnormal; the way they screamed to get your attention made them all the more stranger. And Law loved them. He melted a little inside. His own eyes were a boring grey...

"I've never watched a horror movie." He mumbled. He saw Eustass' jaw drop.

"Are you fucking serious?"

"Yes." A slow grin spread on the red-head's features.

"Oh h-ho. This'll be fun." He already regretted telling the bastard. "How have you not seen a single horror movie?"

"Well, I'd rather not watch one on my own, and my friends either hate them or will without a doubt choose the worst ones."

"So the surgeon has friends?!" He huffed.

"Yes, as a matter of fact I do. Shachi and Penguin work with me at the clinic, and I met Ace at a would like them... Or you would hate them." He was surprised Eustass actually was paying any attention at all to his life.

"Could I decided for myself?" He rolled his eyes. Of course not.

"You will not be meeting any of my friends as I still hope that you would fucking leave." Eustass pouted, but seemed to give up on the subject for now.

"So, ya got any movies here or should we go rent one? We could go to the theaters? But fuck do you have a nice sound system..." He did? He'd almost never used it.

"I actually have about a box full of movies. Shachi keeps leaving them here because he doesn't want to pay the late fee at the movie rental store... which now that I think about it has probably gotten up to a thousand bucks. I don't know how many would be horror, though." The fucker probably expected him to give in and pay it for him. Hah. Eustass grinned.

"Excellent."

X

Kid couldn't stop the smirk from spreading on his face when he pushed the disk into the expensive dvd system. He didn't know who this "Shachi" was, but if, god forbid, Law ever actually let him meet him, he would thank him. The movie selection he had left at the raven's house had contained the perfect revenge for this morning. Law evidently had no idea in the least bit what the movie was about as he stood idly in his theater looking around and inspecting the room as if he'd never stepped foot in it before. On second thought, he probably hadn't.

When he had first found the room, he had immediately gushed over it. When he said Law had a nice sound system, he meant it, and he was estatic that he was testing it out so soon. The movie in question was a horror that he had watched with Killer months ago. How Shachi had gotten a hold of it was a loss to him as it had been banned almost everywhere. He sat down on the sleak black leather couch after grabbing the remote and waited for Law to join him. He immediately frowned when the man that had a body that made him want to take him right there sat on the farthest side of the couch away from him.

"If this is stupid I'm going to bed early." He raised an eyebrow as the raven moved, thinking that he was coming closer, but he simply reached for one of the unopened beers he had set on the coffee table and brought it closer to him, opening it and taking a sip. He watched as the muscles in his throat contracted and had to tear his eyes away as his mind drifted to what he would look like swallowing something else down. Maybe it was good that he was on the other side of the couch.

This was about revenge. Not accidently getting turned on.

Trafalgar looked so vulnerable on the other end of the couch he almost felt bad that he was about to scare him shitless. Almost.

"I promise. You won't want to go to bed early." He won't want to go to bed at all. Law rose a skeptical eyebrow.

"I suppose we'll see about that."

"Guess so." And at that, he hit play.

X

Law quickly discovered the movie was filled with jump scares. He hated it. And he hated Eustass for dragging him into it. He had to admit that it had a good plot line, and he blamed the movie having his rapt attention on that. He added himself to the hate list that was quickly growing as he started to regret sitting so far away from the only other human in the house. He saw his saving grace in the docile form of popcorn and quickly took advantage of it. He took his half empty beer can with him as he moved closer to the popcorn that just so happened to be in Eustass' lap. He refused to even glance at the brute, keeping his eyes on the movie, as he reached for a handful of popcorn. He didn't wish to see the huge smirk that was sure to be there as he picked at the snack in his hand one by one.

He couldn't help but jump as an arm was suddenly around his shoulders. He squeezed his eyes shut before glaring at the red head and moving to remove the apendage that was loosely holding him. "Did I scare you?" He stopped dead in his tracks, his hand falling back next to him.

"No." He said with as much indignation in his voice as possible. Damn that red head. His golden eyes were staring back at the huge tv screen with a nod.

"Okay then." Said one obviously not convinced bastard. Law immensely regretted flinching when Kid suddenly moved to place the now empty popcorn bowl on the table reaching over him to do so. When he heard a barely audible chuckle come from the brute as he leaned back, fingers brushing over his collar bone as he did so, Law felt rage run up his spine.

"I am not scared." He growled at the bastard.

"I never said you were." Eustass said with the innocince of a puppy. He leaned back with an indignant huff indirectly getting much closer to the problem at hand than he was before, practically leaning on his side. His eyes had fallen back on the screen, and he wished they hadn't. The villian of the story -which shifted to its prey's worst fear- had morphed into a clown while Law wasn't looking and was now trapping his latest victim with bloodied string, his choice of weapon that had already been used on several others throughout the movie. His entire being suddenly felt sick, and he looked away as vivid memories flooded his mind of a certain pink clown that had been the ruin of his life. Kid must have noticed as the arm around his shoulder slid down around his waist and pulled him closer. "You alright?" The genuine concern through him off, and he found himself looking into worried golden eyes as his hand was grabbed. He hadn't realized it was shaking untill now. Law decided this wouldn't do. The weakness he was involuntarily showing only made him feel worse, and the concern from the idiot next to him made him want to wretch his bowels out. He would have to distract him untill the god damn clown left the screen.

He moved quickly so that he was stradling a shocked Eustass' right thigh with his knees. "Of course I'm alright." The steadiness of his voice surprised him as two strong hands slid onto his hips pulling him closer.

"Of course you are." The sarcasim made him wish he had one of his scapels with him so he could cut the son of a bitch.

"Mister Eustass, I can assure you I am fine. I just dislike wasting my time on jump scares and c-clowns." Never mind. He'd rather use the scapel to stab himself. He rarely stuttered, but the bastard seemed to have picked up on it as he rose an eyebrow. Law was about to retreat, when rough hands pulled him closer, pale fingers running over his skin. It was just like that morning. The entire day his thoughts had been plagued with the ghost feeling left where the red head had touched him.

"What do you prefer to waste your time on then?" He said over the screams in the movie from the clown's latest victim. They were close enough to share a breath. Law knew Eustass wouldn't fall for the same trick twice though, but he needed a distraction, and so moving forward was his only option.

"You."

Fingers were automatically threaded through his hair as he moved closer; the left hand on his hip leaving. It seemed the red head wasn't about to let him make that retreat as soft lips suddenly met with the corner of his mouth. It was gentle. Much more so than Law thought the brute capable of. He allowed himself to close his eyes only for them to snap back open as he heard the clown make a reappearance.

"Fu! Fu! Fu! Fu! Fu!"

That laugh.

It had faded out in the movie into the end credits, but it continued to echo in his head. He had frozen against Eustass; a tremor travelling up his spine as he desperately tried to block out the defenning sound. Eustass had pulled away, but he couldn't see his expression. No. He was looking anywhere but his face. His own expression was sure to hold a haunted look as he ended up focusing on the far wall of the room.

"Clowns." Eustass stated in a barely audible whisper. It seemed everything had clicked for him at this final show of weakness. He fisted the material of the man's shirt, and his eyes squeezed closed at the word. He waited with his teeth bared for the man to start laughing, mocking him, but it never came. He was shaking, he knew, in the man's lap, but his sheer will power didn't seem to be enough to stop it. Demanding lips were suddenly on his own, stealing what little breath he had, and it was only when a wet tongue forced his lips apart that he realized it was, in fact, Mister Eustass. He was confused to say the least. A rough hand ran up his back as the fingers in his hair kept him close, and Law had the fleeting thought that it was his way of comforting him.

If he had any chance of being dominant, it was gone now as Eustass' tongue plundered his mouth, and he could only attempt to tangle his tongue with his. He melted in the red head's hands as the tongue in his mouth ran across the top of his palet making him let out a barely there moan. He then realized the full extent of the situation. As Eustass' former suggestion, they were making out. It was rough and demanding, and exactly what he had expected from the red head. Eustass tilted his head to deapen the kiss as Law thread both hands through red, fuzzy hair. As soon as he started running his fingers into the thick hair he couldn't stop. He never knew he had a fuzzy fetish, but those were the only words he had to describe it. It had never come up in the past. Then again, his past relationships never had hair anywhere near this fuzzy. He decided he didn't want Eustass to know about this new discovery, and then he mentally kicked himself for comparing the man whose lap he was in with his past relationships.

He pulled away with a jolt. They were both panting for air, and Law could feel Eustass' hot breath on his face. He was furious at himself. The clown had been gone for ages. Eustass aloud him to move so that he was sitting sideways in his lap while Eustass had a disapointed and confused expression. He crossed his arms with his best indignant huff as arms automatically cradeled him.

"As in getting you out of my house, of course." Eustass stared blankly at him, and he almost thought he would have to repeat the earlier question when a smirk slowly spread on the red head's pale face. He was startled to say the least when a gentle kiss was planted on his forhead. He was about to argue that something in his perspective was wrong when Eustass spoke.

"Of course." He didn't know why the smirk on the bastard's face no longer pissed him off, but he found himself smirking back.

That is until he was picked up like a fucking maiden.

The ground was far away, and his arms automatically clinged to the red head's shirt. The man in question seemed on the brink of hysterics as he looked down at his pissed expression.

"If you dont-"

"You're the one who crawled into my lap. And I. Am going to bed." His jaw dropped.

"So this is my fault?!" Eustass pondered this for a moment as he started for the door to the hall.

"Yes." Law could only stare at him in shock as he was carried around like a potato sac. No one had ever had the balls. He noticed they were either heading to the living room -or Mister Eustass was lost.

"My room's on the second floor, third door to the right." He instructed realizing his eyelids were starting to get heavy as strong arms carried him. Normally, he wouldn't even think of going to bed this early, but the night before he had gotten caught up in a gorey classic he had recently been reading, and so sleep wasn't an option.

"Your room?" Eustass questioned as he carried him. Law yawned openly before answering.

"Not sleeping on the goddamn couch." Whether he meant him or Eustass was a loss to his sleepy brain. The red head gave a grunt of seemingly approval as they neared his bed room. Law was relived that everything was just as he had left it. His nightstand stood with a stack of at least ten books next to a king size bed draped with a thick black comforter along with black sheets. It was the only thing he regularly kept in order, slugishly making his bed before he slumped out in the morning like a zombie. He had a bookshelf in his room despite having a small personal library in his 'mansion' as some called it, but in Law's mind it was completely necessary. His desk had sticky notes written to himself strewn all over the surface with his sleak black laptop pushed to the side. The room would be ordinary were it not for the giant spotted fuzzy rug and the one yellow wall among dark blue.

Eustass set him down on the plush surface of his bed, and he immediately stretched out over it face first. Bliss. He heard retreating footsteps and panicked. He couldn't spend another night alone again, even if the bastard was his only option.

"Wait!" The bastard in question let out a sigh as he fell next to him on the bed landing on his back. He seemed in absolute happiness for a moment before he cracked one eye open to question Law.

"What do you mean?"

"Wh- you were... taking off your shoes..." Law got up on his elbows to stare still in slight panic at the boots that had been left by his door. He looked back to see a huge smirk on the red head's face.

"Worried I was gonna leave?"

"What? No! Fool, I was simply-" his words died in his mouth as he was suddenly bear hugged and pulled close into a warm chest.

"Haven't I told you enough times already that I'm not gonna leave?" He had nothing to say to that. Eustass maneuvered them so that he could pull the comforter over them, and then a hand was running through his hair and soft lips pecked his nose. "Goodnight cutie." For once he didn't want to stab Eustass for the remark. Before he could stop himself, he had leaned up and given Eustass a light kiss on his jawline, which he would forever blame on his sleepy haze.

"Goodnight, you idiot."

XXX

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