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turpsHey, sperrywink You're up ;)
ETA: And She delivers
The problem about being a vampire is, it tends to get messy.
Pete doesn't mean to, he's always careful with his food, but sometimes it's inevitable he gets caught by an arterial spurt, or else needs to manhandle a body, blood smearing between his fingers as he wrestles with slippery skin and heavy limbs, trying for dignity at the end always.
Not that Mikey and Gerard seem to mind. In fact, Gerard likes to remark on the aesthetically pleasing placement of the bloody handprints on the doorjam and walls. But to Pete it doesn't feel right. Even if he does like to leave his mark on Mikey -- darkening stripes against pale skin, smears of red that build up, harden and flake -- those marks are Pete claiming what's his.
The others are nothing but accidental reminders that cling and stain. It's why most nights Pete slips back indoors and into the bathroom, filling the tub with hot water as he strips off his clothes and kicks them away. Stands naked as the room fills with steam, swirling around him as he gets into the water.
Which is too hot. It always is, and Pete lies back, the water bleeding red around him.
"I got you something."
Pete opens his eyes, sees Mikey standing in the doorway, a small yellow bag from Lush held in his hand. Closing the door, Mikey steps through the cloud of steam and drops to his knees, arms over the edge of the tub and his sleeves getting soaked as he stares over at Pete.
"They said it smells of chocolate." Mikey upends the bag, letting a bathbomb fall onto his hand. "And glitter."
"You can't smell glitter, not really." Water ripples around Pete's head as he turns to look at Mikey. "You bought me bath products. From an actual shop."
"I did," Mikey says simply, and leans in further, pressing a kiss against Pete's mouth.
Pete brings up his hand, wraps his fingers around Mikey's wrist, and this time the print he leaves is water not blood. "Thank you."
Mikey's mouth curls up at one corner, and he drops in the bomb. Both of them watching as it fizzes, silver glitter billowing and concealing.
sperrywink You're up ;)ETA: And She delivers
The problem about being a vampire is, it tends to get messy.
Pete doesn't mean to, he's always careful with his food, but sometimes it's inevitable he gets caught by an arterial spurt, or else needs to manhandle a body, blood smearing between his fingers as he wrestles with slippery skin and heavy limbs, trying for dignity at the end always.
Not that Mikey and Gerard seem to mind. In fact, Gerard likes to remark on the aesthetically pleasing placement of the bloody handprints on the doorjam and walls. But to Pete it doesn't feel right. Even if he does like to leave his mark on Mikey -- darkening stripes against pale skin, smears of red that build up, harden and flake -- those marks are Pete claiming what's his.
The others are nothing but accidental reminders that cling and stain. It's why most nights Pete slips back indoors and into the bathroom, filling the tub with hot water as he strips off his clothes and kicks them away. Stands naked as the room fills with steam, swirling around him as he gets into the water.
Which is too hot. It always is, and Pete lies back, the water bleeding red around him.
"I got you something."
Pete opens his eyes, sees Mikey standing in the doorway, a small yellow bag from Lush held in his hand. Closing the door, Mikey steps through the cloud of steam and drops to his knees, arms over the edge of the tub and his sleeves getting soaked as he stares over at Pete.
"They said it smells of chocolate." Mikey upends the bag, letting a bathbomb fall onto his hand. "And glitter."
"You can't smell glitter, not really." Water ripples around Pete's head as he turns to look at Mikey. "You bought me bath products. From an actual shop."
"I did," Mikey says simply, and leans in further, pressing a kiss against Pete's mouth.
Pete brings up his hand, wraps his fingers around Mikey's wrist, and this time the print he leaves is water not blood. "Thank you."
Mikey's mouth curls up at one corner, and he drops in the bomb. Both of them watching as it fizzes, silver glitter billowing and concealing.
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Date: 2011-05-30 07:26 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2011-05-30 07:51 pm (UTC)So I did, but it didn't feel right to post fic in the comm comments. Therefore, these posts.
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Date: 2011-05-30 08:00 pm (UTC)no subject
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Date: 2011-05-30 03:15 pm (UTC)I got into a comment conversation with Sperrywink at MWD and ended up with this, but figured I shouldn't really post it there.
Now she owes me waycest \o/
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Date: 2011-05-30 03:19 pm (UTC)This part in particular:
Even if he does like to leave his mark on Mikey -- darkening stripes against pale skin, smears of red that build up, harden and flake -- those marks are Pete claiming what's his.
The others are nothing but accidental reminders that cling and stain.
Mmmm... claiming. Nom nom nom.
The fact that Mikey went to Lush for a bath bomb for Pete cracked me up. But now I'm wondering if glitter *does* have a scent. Pete did say not really, which isn't a flat-out no. Maybe it smells a bit like what it's made of? *ponders*
This is super sweet. Yay for Monday fic!
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Date: 2011-05-30 03:34 pm (UTC)Claiming is a very wonderful thing. Oh yes. I do like the idea of Pete leaving his mark on Mikey in very visible ways.
I keep thinking of Mikey in Lush and having to laugh. I think vampire!Pete needs to encourage this, maybe move on to a massage bar or something. So that all the new bloody hand prints come with a helping of glitter.
Thinking of which. I'm not sure if glitter does have a smell of its own. I guess we could say it smells of sparkle.
Ridiculous Monday fic ftw *g*
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Date: 2011-05-30 03:54 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2011-05-30 05:05 pm (UTC)And all against a backdrop of sparkly water \o/
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Date: 2011-05-30 04:00 pm (UTC)no subject
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Date: 2011-05-30 04:29 pm (UTC)i got all the heart eyes in the world for this!!!!!
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Date: 2011-05-30 05:07 pm (UTC)no subject
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Date: 2011-05-30 05:23 pm (UTC)I can picture it all too well. But the assistant is made of stern stuff and tries to steer him toward the new Dirty range and the shower gel that's perfect for waking you up in the morning.
She flips open the tester and suggests he smell the zesty scent, he stares back and refuses to move.
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Date: 2011-05-30 05:26 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2011-05-30 05:31 pm (UTC)AHAHAHAHAHAH. I can't possibly comment back yet, I'm laughing too much to think.
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Date: 2011-05-30 05:33 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2011-05-30 05:24 pm (UTC)Still, precious story!! Bath Bomb!!
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Date: 2011-05-30 05:33 pm (UTC)It's a ridiculous story so it's not as if you've much to live up to *g*
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