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Roger James Timothy Davies (rogeringdavies) wrote in finnigans_rpg,

Roger narrowed his eyes at Marcus for a moment. “You’re lucky I’m not injured,” he said, with a pout. “In fact when I am not injured I am going to tackle you to a couch and hug you. I may even fall asleep on top of you.” The look he gave Marcus was one that was clearly attempting to be pious but was ruined by the smirk he couldn’t seem to shift. “It’s only right, Marc. Only decent.

“It’s an awesome sentiment, thankyou for noticing,” Roger said with a wink. “Dr Seuss was, well he wrote children’s books. But they’re surprisingly adroit and erudite. I grew up with them, ‘specially since my mum was raised as a Muggle. Not that my grandmother was particularly interested in being motherly you understand, but somewhere along the way mum heard all the Muggle fairytales. My god but I am rambling. Marcus for the love of all that is holy will you please put something in my mouth to shut me up?

He felt himself melt slightly at the older man’s slightly amused expression at his Lord of the Rings explosion. “It’s from the movie Lord of the Rings. I’ll watch it with you on one of our dinner nights?” Speaking of dinner, his stomach grumbled, and he laughed. “This food smells so good. Would you be unable to function if we ate on the sofa?” He flicked his wand and summoned the Indian food and several plates, which he then sent off to sit on the coffee table.

Roger smiled easily at the other man as he got up and walked over to the sofa. “I’m glad you had someone,” he said as he settled down on the sofa and looked over it to Marcus, who was walking towards him. “The whole magical secrecy thing is why I try to be honest in the rest of my life,” he added with a frown. “Anyway, let’s talk about something happier,” he said, picking up the remote and pressing play to begin the movie.