I'm a villain. There isn't really any further I can stay within the okay range before I become either morally grey or just a straight up pain in the ass. [Axel doesn't overly seem phased by the words, he mostly dismisses them as he drops the jar onto the floor casually. Just. Drops it. Well, it's not his apartment.] You stopped answering my texts, I assume you blocked it? I was going to get another burner and hit you up but then I thought; you know what, he lives pretty close and I'm hungry.
[And entirely reasonable train of thought. He stopped texting me so I'll just break into his house and eat his food. Axel has a unique approach to people, there's no denying it.] Like my dad always says, a locked door is just a secret waiting to be unlocked! It could be anything. Like Narnia or a new hide-out or my future-boyfriends current boyfriend's pad.
[He beams and bounces on the bed a little. The pauses. Frowns. And bounces a little harder this time. Oooh springy.] This bed is awesome.
[Cisco bites back the comment burning at the end of his tongue about how he's already achieving that 'straight up pain in the ass' sentiment, as far as he's concerned. Probably not a good idea to insult his boyfriend's stalker who just broke into his apartment.] That's not really how people operate. For the record.
[Right. His dad. Who's arguably even crazier than he is. There's a phrase about trees and apples that's so appropriate right now.] Sorry to disappoint, this is definitely not Narnia. Better luck next time. Maybe you should go try another door. [Sass the criminal. Yup. Good plan, Cisco.]
Sounds like you don't want me here. That's pretty rude, I went through all of this trouble to come here and meet you in person.
[He huffs like Cisco is the unreasonable one and slowly pulls himself up, crawling over to Cisco and slowly but surely, he's right there in front of him.] We've never been properly introduced. I'm the Trickster. The new Trickster, not the old Trickster but I'm not a rip off or a knock off, I'm a legacy. I'm also Hartley's friend. Soul-mate. True love. Whatever. And you are my obstacle.
[He leans back and takes in Cisco for a moment before letting out a low whistle.] I was hoping you'd be an uggo or something. You're actually pretty cute. That's not fair.
No, I don't generally want strangers breaking into my house, you're right. [His lips are drawn into a hard line, no ounce of annoyance is hidden at this point. That may falter slightly when suddenly, Axel is right in front of him. What the hell was he doing?] I'd introduce myself, but you already know who I am. I don't think he agrees, you know.
[Oh. Well, that's awkward. He isn't sure how to feel about both being checked out and approved of by this guy. And yet some part of him can't hate approval. God, what's wrong with me?] Thanks...? [The uncertain 'I think?' is heavily implied, there.]
I could definitely work with this. I mean if he was into someone I wasn't, that'd be a pain in the ass but I like you. You're pretty. Nice hair. [He still hates his guts for stealing his Hartley but he was a cutie and Axel could always work with cute guys, regardless of who they stole. He places his hand firmly on Cisco's chest and with a surprising amount of force for someone who doesn't look that strong, he manages to knock Cisco down.
And once he's lying down again, suddenly he has his arms full of Axel, who just sort of lazily flops onto him and starts wriggling around, trying to get comfortable.] You're so warm, it feels so nice. [He exhales contently.] Now say something nice about me cause I said something nice about you. I'm also pretty, don't you think?
[Cisco's eyes widen as he's pushed back against the bed. What the hell is happening? What is he even supposed to do about it? Fuck.]
What are you doing? [He asks as Axel tries to make himself comfrotable. With a light shove, he tries to push him off.] I don't hand out compliments to stalkers.
[Oh.
Was that actually a word he meant to say? Not really. It just sort of slipped out. Which was probably obvious in the sudden deer-in-headlights look about him.]
Is that was Hartley told him he was? Axel grits his teeth so hard, his jaw hurts. Well, he doesn't like this much. Usually he'd have done something more explosive but he didn't think there was much point right now.]
You're an idiot. [Well, who pissed off a villain? That was dumb.] Say something nice to me or you're going to regret a lot what you just said.
[Idiot was apt. Really. It's exactly how he felt right now. And he felt really small under that stare. There was a hard edge to it that reminded him of things he'd rather forget.
Cisco's tongue darts out across his lips and his eyes sweep over him quickly. He says the first two things that jump out to him.] You have nice eyes. [A beat.] And great style.
[Axel smirks and then gives Cisco another shove back down and drops onto him again, huffing a little. What a dummy. Calling him a stalker like that. Like yeah, okay, he kind of was but big deal? He rocked it.]
I do have great style. Not as good as my dad though but I'm building up my wardrobe still.
[The smile he's wearing is forced, but somehow, Cisco doesn't think Axel is going to notice that so much.
He's starting to see he isn't really going to have much choice in this all just now, though, so he doesn't fight it this time when he flops back down on him again. There was no guessing a trickster's next move, so placating him seemed like the best option just now.]
Yeah, well-- I guess that kinda stuff tends to take time.
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Date: 2017-02-12 08:30 pm (UTC)[And entirely reasonable train of thought. He stopped texting me so I'll just break into his house and eat his food. Axel has a unique approach to people, there's no denying it.] Like my dad always says, a locked door is just a secret waiting to be unlocked! It could be anything. Like Narnia or a new hide-out or my future-boyfriends current boyfriend's pad.
[He beams and bounces on the bed a little. The pauses. Frowns. And bounces a little harder this time. Oooh springy.] This bed is awesome.
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Date: 2017-02-13 01:29 am (UTC)[Right. His dad. Who's arguably even crazier than he is. There's a phrase about trees and apples that's so appropriate right now.] Sorry to disappoint, this is definitely not Narnia. Better luck next time. Maybe you should go try another door. [Sass the criminal. Yup. Good plan, Cisco.]
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Date: 2017-02-13 12:06 pm (UTC)[He huffs like Cisco is the unreasonable one and slowly pulls himself up, crawling over to Cisco and slowly but surely, he's right there in front of him.] We've never been properly introduced. I'm the Trickster. The new Trickster, not the old Trickster but I'm not a rip off or a knock off, I'm a legacy. I'm also Hartley's friend. Soul-mate. True love. Whatever. And you are my obstacle.
[He leans back and takes in Cisco for a moment before letting out a low whistle.] I was hoping you'd be an uggo or something. You're actually pretty cute. That's not fair.
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Date: 2017-02-13 11:03 pm (UTC)[Oh. Well, that's awkward. He isn't sure how to feel about both being checked out and approved of by this guy. And yet some part of him can't hate approval. God, what's wrong with me?] Thanks...? [The uncertain 'I think?' is heavily implied, there.]
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Date: 2017-02-13 11:37 pm (UTC)And once he's lying down again, suddenly he has his arms full of Axel, who just sort of lazily flops onto him and starts wriggling around, trying to get comfortable.] You're so warm, it feels so nice. [He exhales contently.] Now say something nice about me cause I said something nice about you. I'm also pretty, don't you think?
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Date: 2017-02-14 12:22 am (UTC)What are you doing? [He asks as Axel tries to make himself comfrotable. With a light shove, he tries to push him off.] I don't hand out compliments to stalkers.
[Oh.
Was that actually a word he meant to say? Not really. It just sort of slipped out. Which was probably obvious in the sudden deer-in-headlights look about him.]
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Date: 2017-02-14 12:32 am (UTC)Stalker.
Is that was Hartley told him he was? Axel grits his teeth so hard, his jaw hurts. Well, he doesn't like this much. Usually he'd have done something more explosive but he didn't think there was much point right now.]
You're an idiot. [Well, who pissed off a villain? That was dumb.] Say something nice to me or you're going to regret a lot what you just said.
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Date: 2017-02-14 12:57 am (UTC)Cisco's tongue darts out across his lips and his eyes sweep over him quickly. He says the first two things that jump out to him.] You have nice eyes. [A beat.] And great style.
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Date: 2017-02-14 01:38 am (UTC)[Axel smirks and then gives Cisco another shove back down and drops onto him again, huffing a little. What a dummy. Calling him a stalker like that. Like yeah, okay, he kind of was but big deal? He rocked it.]
I do have great style. Not as good as my dad though but I'm building up my wardrobe still.
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Date: 2017-02-15 06:17 pm (UTC)He's starting to see he isn't really going to have much choice in this all just now, though, so he doesn't fight it this time when he flops back down on him again. There was no guessing a trickster's next move, so placating him seemed like the best option just now.]
Yeah, well-- I guess that kinda stuff tends to take time.