One hand gently shook Cisco's shoulder as he sat on his bed, crossed legged and in costume, though his shoes and jacket had been politely set aside and hung up, like a good guest would. He wasn't going to be one of those people who got their muddy shoes on the bed, he was a gentleman after all. He looked down at Cisco and beamed excitedly, keeping his hand on Cisco as if to keep him down and prevent him from attacking. He didn't fancy a fight right now. "Remember me?"
Cisco starts when he hears a voice and jerks away from the touch on his shoulder, "The fu--" when he turns to see the source of it, his eyes widen. "Aw, fucking seriously?" He pushes himself up to a sitting position. "You freaking text bomb me all day and now you're breaking and entering. Great. Awesome. What is wrong with you?!"
These may not be great starting words to a guy like the Trickster, but he couldn't have expected great things when he woke him up after breaking into his apartment, right?
"Ooh, there's a long list on that subject. Lately? I don't know specifically." Axel let go of Cisco and shrugged before flopping back so he could lie down, almost like someone sprawled back on a therapists couch. "I've been told I have many issues. Histrionics seems to be the consistent diagnosis but that isn't why I'm here. Or it is, I don't know how that shit works, I stopped listening when my therapist started using big words."
Who had time for that? Axel huffed a little and looked at Cisco, a big, happy smile on his face as he took the other man in. "I'm kind of bored. And lonely. My dad up and left town, my ex won't talk to me any more and I don't really have friends. You seemed funny, I thought I'd come hang." At 2am. Without permission. Perfectly legit.
Cisco's first thought is 'I believe it', but he's waking up a little more now and he keeps it to himself as he watches him make himself comfortable on the bed next to him.
Oh, goody. A sociopath has decided he seemed fun to hang out with. Why him? "So your first instinct is to just break into my house at two am?" He squints in his direction.
"Well, I was up and I was getting a burger at that 24 hour Big Belly Burger and I was like 'maybe Cisco would want a burger' cause I got the vibe you're a burger guy so I came over to give you one." He might notice, despite this story, Axel doesn't have a burger. Though there was an empty milkshake cup on the floor not far away as proof he wasn't making up his outting.
"Anyway, by the time I was climbing up to give you this burger, I realised I left without getting you one but I came all the way here." So clearly he just had to stay.
Cisco has wedged himself up in the corner where the wall and the bed meet. Which he, belatedly, realizes was probably kind of stupid but he's always had a weird thing about feeling safer in corners. The idea never made sense when he looked at it on a logical level but hell if feelings ever made logical sense. He'd just sit here and pretend that he isn't the rat dumb enough to corner himself for the cat.
"And that...just makes...perfect sense to you as a thing that is acceptable to do, doesn't it?" He shakes his head. This guy... he's so off his goddamn rocker.
"Well, yeah. I mean I'm lonely, you're alone. It's pretty much the same thing." That seemed to make sense to him and as long as logic made sense to Axel, that was just that, no arguing aloud. Axel smirked a little and turned his head, looking at Cisco all timid and unsure, crammed into his little corner. Adorable.
"Why? Not approving?" Reaching up, Axel removed his little mask and tried to make this situation a bit less formal and a bit less hero/villain. "Are you mad I forgot the burger? Cause I can go get another, I guess. It's just cold out."
"Not... no." He shakes his head, "not really." A frown etches into his features as he watches him.
"Well, I don't generally approve of people breaking into my apartment, no." The frown creases deeper into his forehead. Was this guy for real? "No, I don't care about the-- dude. Do you seriously not see the, like--" he mimes something like a line drawn in sand, "lines that you're crossing, here?" There were so many of them, really.
Axel stared at Cisco for a long time before slowly, his head tilted and he tried to grasp what the hell Cisco was getting at here. Was it-- oh, shit, right. "Of course, sorry, my bad." Axel rolled off the bed suddenly, picked up the discard milkshake cup, tossed it into the bin and returned to the bed, smiling proudly at Cisco. Littering was a dick move, he got that.
So was breaking in but he was choosing to just ignore that little issue. If he didn't want to deal with something, he usually just ignored it. "If you do get hungry, I make a great PB&J and we don't even need to leave the bed to watch TV, I can pretty much recite every episode of season four of the Simpsons, it's like my specialist skill." Just as good as watching it, he does voices and everything.
Okay, good. Yeah, I kinda figured. Okay, I can at least approve of the things you bought with my money. Even if I'm still kinda annoyed that you took it in the first place.
These last few weeks have been....interesting, to say the least. And rather filled with Axel popping in and out of his life pretty sporadically. That was the only consistent thing about him-- Cisco never knew when he'd be around again. It's been a bit since he's seen the hyperactive criminal. Partially probably because that's just how he is, but Cisco thinks it's also a little bit of an intrigue tactic of a kind. If he keeps his visits few and far between, maybe it's more likely that he'll miss him and want him around.
That's Cisco's theory, anyway. He may be wrong, who knows.
Cisco is just on his couch in his pajamas watching some random late night tv when he hears something toward the back of his apartment. He turns the tv down and stills, listening harder now, alert, trying to convince himself it was nothing.
There was a few more bangs from the back of the apartment because the stupid window was being awkward to pick lock and in the end, the right level of pressure managed to make it simpler and Axel slipped in, fumbling through the window and landing on the floor, right onto his chest. Good thing too, he was wearing a backpack and he wanted nothing to get crushed, broken or damaged.
"Hey there, handsome. You really need to start leaving your windows open. It's a good neighbourhood, who's going to break in? Stop being so paranoid."
With a grin, he sat himself upright and beamed over at his new best friend. "So... What are we watching?"
Once the potential of a threat is gone--Wow, when did he stop thinking of Axel that way? He definitely has the potential to be a threat, in the most unpredictable of ways--Cisco relaxes and even gives a bit of an eyeroll at the fumbled acrobatic landing in the floor. "I can't imagine what about my life might make me paranoid at all." He quips back, shaking his head a little. Not that a locked window would stop like...just about any meta or criminal from getting in if it's what they wanted anyway. ....Case in point....
"The Internship." He answers the question, popping a piece of popcorn from the bowl in his lap into his mouth. "Ever seen it?" Maybe not. Axel liked weird, obscure shit that even Cisco hadn't heard of half the time.
"No, I only go watch things I think are interesting. Yesterday I watched Baskin and I have no idea what was happening but it was like a fever dream and that's all I'm looking for in a horror. And a movie, really." Axel grinned as he scrambled along the floor, slowly getting to his feet and hurrying over to sit on the couch with Cisco, setting his bag at his feet and crossing his legs, immediately stealing some popcorn. Whatever, he could watch anything if he had to and he always wanted popcorn.
"You should totally let me pick the movie next time. I'm thinking Witch. I hear in the first ten minutes, a baby gets sacrificed to Satan. I like that. Straight into it, no bullshit." Sounded like a wholesome and fun time. He beamed at Cisco and shoved some popcorn into his mouth.
He watches, amused, as Axel scrambles and jumps onto the couch next to him. He shakes his head a little, "It's still really weird for me that you know all these movies I've never even heard of." He's used to being That Guy in a room full of people. It's kind of weird being on the other side of that equation, okay?
"Okay, next time, you can bring something and we'll watch whatever you want." He just won't point out that he isn't that great with horror movies.
"I only watch certain films, I know of a lot of them but I can't be bothered most of the time to sit down and watch a film unless it'll grab me." Axel had a lot of trouble sitting still and focusing, he was always moving, fidgeting, bouncing around. To stop and do anything, it was hard. It made him feel uncomfortable, he liked to be doing, not sitting.
"Can you take my kind of movies, cutie? They're kind of creepy. Are you good with horror?"
"I guess I always used them as an escape, kinda." Into a world where even a normal kid could grow up and be a hero. Funny how his life has turned out, all things considered. Not that Cisco would call himself a hero, because he doesn't see himself that way.
He scrunches his nose a little and tilts his head to look at him. "Am I that transparent?"
"I can always tell someone who isn't a horror person, it's the way they look when I suggest it." He reached out and patted Cisco's face a few times, soft and playful. "It's okay, I'll protect you from the scary stuff and I'll cover your eyes when people start to die horribly."
Axel reached out, took the bowl of popcorn from Cisco's lap and set it onto the coffee table. Then he proceeded to lie down, head in Cisco's lap, moving Cisco's hand to manually on top of his head. What? He knew what he wanted and he wanted to get it. "I brought you a present but you have to earn it first."
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Date: 2017-03-05 11:48 pm (UTC)One hand gently shook Cisco's shoulder as he sat on his bed, crossed legged and in costume, though his shoes and jacket had been politely set aside and hung up, like a good guest would. He wasn't going to be one of those people who got their muddy shoes on the bed, he was a gentleman after all. He looked down at Cisco and beamed excitedly, keeping his hand on Cisco as if to keep him down and prevent him from attacking. He didn't fancy a fight right now. "Remember me?"
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Date: 2017-03-05 11:58 pm (UTC)These may not be great starting words to a guy like the Trickster, but he couldn't have expected great things when he woke him up after breaking into his apartment, right?
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Date: 2017-03-06 12:03 am (UTC)Who had time for that? Axel huffed a little and looked at Cisco, a big, happy smile on his face as he took the other man in. "I'm kind of bored. And lonely. My dad up and left town, my ex won't talk to me any more and I don't really have friends. You seemed funny, I thought I'd come hang." At 2am. Without permission. Perfectly legit.
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Date: 2017-03-06 12:11 am (UTC)Oh, goody. A sociopath has decided he seemed fun to hang out with. Why him? "So your first instinct is to just break into my house at two am?" He squints in his direction.
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Date: 2017-03-06 12:17 am (UTC)"Anyway, by the time I was climbing up to give you this burger, I realised I left without getting you one but I came all the way here." So clearly he just had to stay.
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Date: 2017-03-06 12:26 am (UTC)"And that...just makes...perfect sense to you as a thing that is acceptable to do, doesn't it?" He shakes his head. This guy... he's so off his goddamn rocker.
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Date: 2017-03-06 12:33 am (UTC)"Why? Not approving?" Reaching up, Axel removed his little mask and tried to make this situation a bit less formal and a bit less hero/villain. "Are you mad I forgot the burger? Cause I can go get another, I guess. It's just cold out."
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Date: 2017-03-06 12:39 am (UTC)"Well, I don't generally approve of people breaking into my apartment, no." The frown creases deeper into his forehead. Was this guy for real? "No, I don't care about the-- dude. Do you seriously not see the, like--" he mimes something like a line drawn in sand, "lines that you're crossing, here?" There were so many of them, really.
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Date: 2017-03-06 12:44 am (UTC)So was breaking in but he was choosing to just ignore that little issue. If he didn't want to deal with something, he usually just ignored it. "If you do get hungry, I make a great PB&J and we don't even need to leave the bed to watch TV, I can pretty much recite every episode of season four of the Simpsons, it's like my specialist skill." Just as good as watching it, he does voices and everything.
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Date: 2017-03-08 06:44 pm (UTC)did you like the waffles?
i stole your wallet if you're looking for it
sorry, needed cash
I'll return it :D
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Date: 2017-03-08 08:31 pm (UTC)The wallet stealing is less so.
Gonna need that back
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Date: 2017-03-08 09:08 pm (UTC)Sans cash
I had to buy coffee and energy drinks and twizzlers :D
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Date: 2017-03-08 10:38 pm (UTC)Yeah, I kinda figured.
Okay, I can at least approve of the things you bought with my money. Even if I'm still kinda annoyed that you took it in the first place.
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Date: 2017-03-08 11:25 pm (UTC)Consider this a tip.
SO what'd you wanna do tonight? :D
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Date: 2017-03-08 11:54 pm (UTC)You planning on making this a regular thing?
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Date: 2017-03-09 06:56 pm (UTC)Both.
Really.
Though not all the time, whenever I can :D if you wannnnnna
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Date: 2017-03-09 11:36 pm (UTC)For the record.
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Date: 2017-04-29 07:06 am (UTC)That's Cisco's theory, anyway. He may be wrong, who knows.
Cisco is just on his couch in his pajamas watching some random late night tv when he hears something toward the back of his apartment. He turns the tv down and stills, listening harder now, alert, trying to convince himself it was nothing.
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Date: 2017-04-29 09:56 am (UTC)"Hey there, handsome. You really need to start leaving your windows open. It's a good neighbourhood, who's going to break in? Stop being so paranoid."
With a grin, he sat himself upright and beamed over at his new best friend. "So... What are we watching?"
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Date: 2017-04-30 02:52 pm (UTC)"The Internship." He answers the question, popping a piece of popcorn from the bowl in his lap into his mouth. "Ever seen it?" Maybe not. Axel liked weird, obscure shit that even Cisco hadn't heard of half the time.
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Date: 2017-04-30 08:37 pm (UTC)"You should totally let me pick the movie next time. I'm thinking Witch. I hear in the first ten minutes, a baby gets sacrificed to Satan. I like that. Straight into it, no bullshit." Sounded like a wholesome and fun time. He beamed at Cisco and shoved some popcorn into his mouth.
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Date: 2017-04-30 09:42 pm (UTC)"Okay, next time, you can bring something and we'll watch whatever you want." He just won't point out that he isn't that great with horror movies.
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Date: 2017-05-04 03:22 pm (UTC)"Can you take my kind of movies, cutie? They're kind of creepy. Are you good with horror?"
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Date: 2017-05-04 10:01 pm (UTC)He scrunches his nose a little and tilts his head to look at him. "Am I that transparent?"
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Date: 2017-05-10 07:07 pm (UTC)Axel reached out, took the bowl of popcorn from Cisco's lap and set it onto the coffee table. Then he proceeded to lie down, head in Cisco's lap, moving Cisco's hand to manually on top of his head. What? He knew what he wanted and he wanted to get it. "I brought you a present but you have to earn it first."
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