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Tweak says, "The banana ate Nana."

Brian Kinney (b_kinney) wrote in omega_reality,
@ 2012-12-10 19:21:00

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*complete, 2012 12, character: brian kinney, character: john connor

RP: Brian and John
Who: Brian and John
Where: The office
When: December 10, 2012
Summary: Brian is trying to avoid people while working

Brian had never thought that he'd be using his skills as an ad exec in this dimension. He'd created his own presentations since he got out of college. First, it was all done by hand, then with computers and tablets. He was never as good or talented as Justin, but he was still good.

Now, he was using his talents to draw guns and soldiers and a game. He did it efficiently, but with none of the usual flair that he put in his work. In fact, he was happy to sit with the old fashioned pencil and paper in a corner, doing the art work. Oh he still knew what was going on all around them. He still did the shopping and kept tab of people, but he chose not to get involved with people's lives.

Of course, there was someone who didn't seem to be happy to leave things be. "Hey, Gorgeous," he said, without looking up as John sat next to him.

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b_kinney
2012-12-16 07:24 pm UTC (link)

"How should I know what kind of like," he answered calmly. "He is built like a Greek statute, with more muscles." Brian smirked. "I can continue and make sure you never look at him without blushing, and he won't break you. I'd bet he'd be all tender and gentle as he fucks you. Now, Callen will just shoot you."

Brian snorted. "It's very simple. You're nineteen, I've been out of school for twenty. You can do subtractions, can't you?" He thought about the books and shook his head. "I'd rather have them here as soon as possible. With the holidays, who knows when things will get here or when we'll go out next."

He rolled his eyes. "Of course, you're distracting me. You are talking and showing me things. Hard to draw while I'm looking at your computer screen."

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johnbaum
2012-12-16 10:30 pm UTC (link)

"Will you stop?" John laughed, looking around for something else he could throw at Brian. He was really, really, really not going to be able to look Sam in the eyes without turning five million shades of red. "Thinking of Sam like that is like thinking of my dad or Derek. Yuck." Not that Sam was really a father figure or anything like that. He'd never tried and John never wanted it. But, still.

"Nope, sorry. I don't think it can be that simple when I was clearly born before you were old enough to go into the field," he replied with a smirk. "That's fine. I just didn't want you knocking yourself out overnighting things during the holiday season when I won't need them for a couple weeks at least. I'll still get you the titles by tomorrow."

Not exactly the answer John was hoping for, but at least Brian wasn't shutting him out completely. So, John smiled. "Then I'll stop talking and sit here working so you can work."

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b_kinney
2012-12-17 12:03 am UTC (link)

"Hey, you started it with the like business. I'm only trying to make sure that we know what I can or can't say, because I don't want to cause more problems," he said, smiling. "And i have no problem thinking about Derek like that. I'd say your dad, but you said he's a kid and I draw the line at fifteen."

He shook his head. "You can play games, but it's still that simple. I mean I know that you're growing old, reaching twenty soon, time to spread your wings, look around, maybe find someone else to tap, but you're still much younger than me." Maybe it was time for John to have sex with someone else, move on. It might be the best thing for both of them.

Brian wanted to tell him to leave already, because it was better than this conversation, but instead he nodded. "All right."

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johnbaum
2012-12-17 04:38 am UTC (link)

"Well, I hope he doesn't hate me. So yes, like. Not wants to fuck. You're incorrigible." Chuckling, it was John's turn to roll his eyes. "Of course you don't. You're not related to him. I, however, find the idea of thinking of that way myself rather disturbing."

He didn't even raise an eyebrow, just stayed focused on his work, though he didn't let Brian's comment slide by unnoticed. "As I recall, I did that already and had no interest in a repeat where I actually knew what I was doing. But, seeing as I do have the advantages of youth with your way, I'll be nice and let you win this one." Looking up, he smirked, remaining outwardly nonplussed by the implications of what Brian said. He wasn't going to push himself on Brian, but he wasn't going to let Brian push him away out of fear, either. He reached out and squeezed Brian's hand for the briefest of moments. "Now, I'm going to be quiet, do my work, and try not to be too distracting so you can do yours."

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