Seduction style

From lt_wes_janson.

( Years and years? )

A few clarifications and random things

This is mainly going to be me listing out random things and commenting on them. Feel free to skip over it all because, like most of my ramblings, it's not really all that interesting. I just have to get it all out of my head so I can get some sleep.

1. Okay, I want to make this clear: Orlando and I are not living together. I'm living at home in Hartford. Orli's living in his home in New York. We basically commute to see one another, and I think the longest I've ever stayed over is a long weekend. I spend a lot of my time trying to keep myself busy during the week because I miss him a lot, but there is no cohabitation going on. He's still technically married. No, I don't see it as hypocritical that we're in love and having sex. Making the decision to live together is a completely different thing.

2. Orli told me the divorce will probably be final before Christmas. I'm sorry for the way things had to happen. I know how hard divorce is on both parties. The thing that breaks my heart the most is knowing he's lost his friend. Still, I believe in miracles. Talia no longer wants to stab my eyes out when she sees me, and what I did to her was a hell of a lot worse than what happened with Orli. Maybe after Cordy spends a ton more money, she'll come around. Is that bitchy of me to say? Ah, I'll let it stand. I'm tired.

3. Mom's birthday is tomorrow. I'm going to surprise her by making breakfast for her, then I'll be taking her out for a day in the city. The highlight of the day will be taking her to see The Nutcracker. She seems to think that the car was going to take care of her birthday, Christmas and Mother's Day presents for the rest of her life. Um, no.

4. Ann and Helene have worked out their problems and are finally ready to get pregnant. They asked me, again, to consider being the donor. I just don't know... Things are so much more complicated now than they were the first time they asked me.

5. I got a letter from a woman today who claims to be my sister. I didn't show it to Mom because she doesn't really like to talk too much about Dad's other family. Well, she doesn't really know that much about it. Or so she says. Anyway, I'm taking it with a grain of salt. I've also gotten marriage proposals (from men and women), naked pictures, recipes(!), nice letters, and a few religious tracts.

6. Peter's seeing someone. It's really, really, really weird. I'm happy for him, but I can't believe he's actually seeing someone who's not me. That's a lot more egotistical than I mean for it to sound. After Kory died, I was the only one Peter wanted to be with and he swore that he couldn't ever be happy with anyone else. I told him that wasn't true but he was so sure that he could never meet anyone he'd want. And now he has. I think it's great! But weird. I just hope it helps him ease up on me.

7. I got a postcard from Talia! She and lawyer man are honeymooning in Jamaica. It looks gorgeous and she sounds really happy. I'm glad she got the chance to have a real honeymoon with a real husband. I know he'll treat her well.

8. Jesus, I'm freezing. I really don't want to put on the flannel pajamas but I might have to. If my sweetie was here we could do that naked body heat thing.

9. Someone please explain why Paris Hilton is famous. And why Britney Spears thinks it's a good idea to be her new BFF.

10. Cocoa makes me happy.

100songs: Allstar

Title: Road Trip
Rating: PG
Notes: Takes place in 1992.
Summary: Peter calls Will with a proposal.

"Hey, when are you going home?"

"End of the week," Will told his friend. He switched the phone to the other ear. "Why?"

"We should take a road trip."

"Peter, I am not driving from here to Hartford."

Peter laughed. "Oh, come on, Will. I can fly out to Athens, then we can rent a car and drive back to Hartford."

"Why can't I just see you when I get home? And why would you want to fly from California to Georgia and then drive to Connecticut?"

There was a long drawn out sigh before Peter spoke. "Will, you're my best friend. Since we started school, I haven't gotten a chance to really see you. I was hoping to spend some quality time with you before our spring break actually started."

Will smiled at his friend's explanation. "You really miss me that much?"

"Yep."

"I miss you, too," Will admitted softly. "But couldn't we just make plans to meet up in Hartford?"

"Will, we promised to do that for our last break, but both of us were way too busy. Plus, I know your dad doesn't want you spending time with me."

"He doesn't say that."

"You don't have to lie for him." Peter's voice was soft. "I know he doesn't like me."

Will was quiet for a few moments. He knew that his father would have a fit if he and Peter took a road trip home together. As he thought about it, though, he found himself not really caring about what his father would say. Peter was his best friend in the world, and if he wanted to take a road trip with him, Will knew he really shouldn't say no.

"Okay," Will finally said. "I'll do it."

"Great! Will, it'll be so much fun, I promise. We'll take some back roads and really see the country. We could totally stretch it out, maybe take three or four days to do it instead of two."

"What should I tell my dad?"

"Tell him the truth. You feel like seeing this great country of ours and you want to spread your wings a little. He'll eat it up."

Will laughed at how well Peter seemed to know his dad. "You're right. He'd wonder what happened to me this semester."

"Just make sure you don't tell him I'll be with you."

"Pete, I don't--"

"If your dad knew that you were spending a few days alone in a car with the fag, he'd kill you." There wasn't any humor in Peter's voice when he said it, and Will was quiet for a few moments. His father always accused him of doing things with Peter, and it wasn't until he was much older that he realized exactly what his dad was implying. Just thinking about it now made him blush. If his dad knew about that night he and Peter had gotten drunk and stupid...

"Okay, I won't tell him," Will said softly.

"There's my champ."

"Thanks, Pete. You're... You really are a great friend."

"Don't get sappy on me," Peter teased him. "There'll be plenty of time for male bonding on the trip. I'll see you soon, 'kay?"

When Will hung up the phone, he couldn't wait to tell his dad that he'd be driving home instead of flying as usual. He hoped that maybe the old man would give him a break and actually be proud of him the way Peter seemed to think he would.

*~*~*~
Allstar - Smash Mouth

Somebody once told me the world is gonna roll me
I aint the sharpest tool in the shed
She was looking kind of dumb with her finger and her thumb
In the shape of an l on her forehead
Well the years start coming and they dont stop coming
Fed to the rules and I hit the ground running
Didnt make sense not to live for fun
Your brain gets smart but your head gets dumb
So much to do so much to see
So whats wrong with taking the back streets
Youll never know if you dont go
Youll never shine if you dont glow
Hey now youre an all star get your game on, go play
Hey now youre a rock star get the show on get paid
And all that glitters is gold
Only shooting stars break the mold
Its a cool place and they say it gets colder
Youre bundled up now but wait til you get older
But the meteor men beg to differ
Judging by the hole in the satellite picture
The ice we skate is getting pretty thin
The waters getting warm so you might as well swim
My worlds on fire how about yours
Thats the way I like it and I never get bored
Chorus
Chorus
Somebody once asked could I spare some change for gas
I need to get myself away from this place
I said yep what a concept
I could use a little fuel myself
And we could all use a little change
Well the years start coming and they dont stop coming
Fed to the rules and I hit the ground running
Didnt make sense not to live for fun
Your brain gets smart but your head gets dumb
So much to do so much to see
So whats wrong with taking the back streets
Youll never know if you dont go
Youll never shine if you dont glow
Chorus

Bodyandsoul100: Smile

Title: Sunshine
Prompt: 089. Smile
Rating/Warnings: G
Word Count: 326
Author's Notes: Will muses about his boyfriend.


I haven't lived a long life, and I can admit that I don't know everything I'd like to. There are a lot of things that I haven't seen or done, and sometimes I feel as if I'm the littlest fish in the biggest pond. But there are a few things of which I am very certain.

I know that love is a real thing and not just physiological responses to stimuli. Thinking about him makes my heart beat faster, sure, but my brain tells me, quite logically, that he's everything I've ever wanted in a partner. I know that he has one of the biggest, kindest hearts of anyone I've ever known. He enjoys the same activities that I do, I enjoy talking to him and learning from him. His appreciation of things from the modest to the grand is part of what makes him so charming. He's adorable and sweet, as well as sexy and intense, and I can't think of one thing that I don't honestly love about him. I know that being with him makes me feel so lucky and so wanted. And I know that when he smiles at me, I feel as if there isn't anything else in the world that matters.

The first time he smiled at me, I felt as if I had finally been reunited with a long lost friend. It was bright and welcoming, so genuine it made me want to wrap my arms around him and never let go. People talk about a smile lighting up someone's face or lighting up a room. That barely covers what I see when we're together again after some time apart and he looks so happy to see me I want to melt. He's pure, unadulterated sunshine, just as warm and brilliant as a clear summer's day. I know I can go through anything as long as I have his smile to keep me warm.

And then there's his laugh...

Muse playground: Dreams

The man in the red plaid suit was carrying a penguin and asking for directions to the local opera house. Will passed him, a curious frown on his face, but he didn't stop to tell him that the opera house had burned down three years ago. There was something Will had to do, something pressing, and he didn't have time to stop and help a tourist. His pace quickened slightly, and while he wanted to run, he couldn't seem to get his feet to move fast enough to propel himself forward. In fact, the more he tried to run, the more he slowed down until he was actually starting to go backwards. When he saw the man in the plaid suit again, he knew that he had to fix this or he'd never get to his appointment. Gritting his teeth, he waved to a passing camel and explained that his boyfriend was just on the other side of that hill. Being friendly, as some camels are wont to do when they come across men in jeopardy, the creature told Will to climb on. The wind was warm as it whipped against Will's face. They were going so fast, Will was afraid that he would miss what he was looking for. Just as they zipped past his intended target, Will shouted at the camel to stop, but it couldn't hear him and carried him away from the man he loved.

Will awoke with a start and reached out to make sure his lover was actually there. Feeling the warm body made him both sigh with relief and laugh at the fact that he'd insisted on eating that last stuffed pepper at dinner. They always made him have the strangest dreams. Snuggling up behind the slim form, Will wrapped an arm around the other man's waist and pressed his body against him. As he closed his eyes and slowly drifted off to sleep again, he hoped his boyfriend would actually star in his next dream.

Sandbox muse: Bullies

age 10

Dad told me the best way to deal with a bully is to stand up to him. Yeah, right. Easy for him to say. He's a grown up and grown ups don't have to worry about this stuff. If I stand up to Larry Dire, he's gonna kill me. Nobody stands up to him. I don't know why I'm the guy he picks on more than anyone else, but he does. What sucks is the teachers never see him punch me. I told Mom and she wanted to call the principal. Great. That's just gonna make it worse. Dad told her I need to deal with it like a man. I don't know what that means but if it's that standing up to him stuff, I'm outta luck. Mom said Larry's jealous I'm smart. I don't think she's right. I think Larry just likes hitting me. But I guess I can try to be dumb like him if it means he'll leave me alone. I don't think he will. Maybe I'll pretend to be sick tomorrow morning.