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Tweak says, "reach for the sky"

Z. Luc Haust // Apollōn (radiantdelphi) wrote in paxletalelogs,
@ 2011-09-27 16:26:00

Entry tags:

apollo, geb

so don't knock it..
Who: Luc and Sean.
What: Luc needs some relaxation, and he heard a rumor.
Where: Mostly Newport Zen. So far.
When: Tuesday, September 27, 2011. A little before lunch.
Warnings: Luc is sober..er. Ish. This could be ~~bad~~ good?
Notes: Idk.

Stress didn't seem to convey the spectrum of tension Luc had battled over the past few weeks. The majority of the source was work, but there had been a fair share of general life drama that Luc needed to get some space from. He'd cut back on his smoking and upped his drinking quantity, a reversal that his body had been avidly protesting these past couple days.

He woke up that morning feeling like shit, with a vengeance he hadn’t felt since the weekend in Vegas. He had to take it as a sign, and he cleared his schedule for a day of well-earned rest. He started off with a shower, a mimosa (to ease the hangover a little) and a damn good breakfast of the works - eggs, bacon, hash browns, and some fresh fruit - and ended up feeling better almost immediately. Probably because it was the least drunk he'd been in weeks and the most he'd eaten in days. He stretched out on the couch, sated and a little lazy, to smoke half a joint to the head - and ended up falling asleep once he’d finished it.

The nap did him good, though, and he woke up about an hour later feeling refreshed - and with the rest of the day to do whatever he wanted with this energy. He hadn’t checked on the complex forum in a little while, so he decided to skim it out of immediate boredom - and when he stumbled on one of his neighbors giving free yoga lessons, he couldn’t really think of a better way to start the day off. After all, it’d been so long since he’d made the time for it; he and Nate used to do it all the time, back when his lover had been healthy enough for it - and it’d be nice to get back into it.

For the first time in awhile, a thought of Nate actually made his chest ache with the sweet kind of melancholy from good times they'd had instead of the bleak, overwhelming sense of loss that had been plaguing him for so long he couldn't remember when it started (again). He could actually smile thinking about him, and it felt good.

He googled the address, and it wasn’t hard to find from the complex at all. Actually, finding where he’d stuck his yoga mat in the new apartment was more difficult than getting to the studio would end up being. He threw on some gray sweat pants and a blue v-neck, and rummaged up a gym bag to bring with him. He found his yoga mat shoved back in one of his vast closets and put that in the bag and took care to roll two extra joints in case this Sean guy wanted to smoke in exchange for his services. Luc thought that was fair, and then it wasn’t completely free. Luc didn’t really like getting things completely free - he at least liked to tip someone for free services, as a courtesy for the courtesy.

Luc toed on some flip-flops and grabbed his keys, throwing on a pair of Ray Bans for good measure. He debated on leaving his phone on the charger at home, but decided to simply turn it off and bring it with him anyway. ‘In case of emergency’ or however he needed to justify it to himself.

As he drove to Newport Zen, he thought that he probably should have called ahead or sent him a message on the forum - hell, something. Of course, Luc wasn’t exactly notorious for having the gift of foresight, and he didn’t have the number now.. besides, he was pretty much there already. Fuck it. If Sean wasn’t there today, he’d just go through somebody else - so what if he had to pay for it?

Of course, this was also an attempt to get to know one of his other neighbors, but whatever. There’d be time for that if he missed him today - they did live in the same building. There wasn’t ever really any telling when Luc would allow himself another day off like this one - but that was really up to Luc’s discretion ultimately. Things could go better than expected, and, if that happened, it was amazing how quickly Luc’s schedule could free up.

He pulled up and parked at the address he’d found, exiting the BMW and hitting the ‘lock’ button over his shoulder as he ambled up to the front doors. He pushed his sunglasses up into his blonde hair, blinking as his eyes adjusted from the late morning California sun to the inside of the building. He was sure when he could see again it’d be easier to ask somebody for Sean.

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eternalearth
2011-09-29 02:15 am UTC (link)

Sean found himself day dreaming about Luc as a dancer, moving around a stage. In this day dream the style of dance changed from one style to the next, but one thing was constant, a skin tight outfit on Luc. Yes. Sean let the daydream continue as he took long hits from the joint, passing it to Luc after he took a hit. It wasn't every day that a gorgeous man magically appeared in your class and offered you a joint in his car.

"Of course I'll do private lessons, pop down to my apartment any time. It's easy because I'm on the first floor, 105. Hell, I'll give you a lesson now if you want to pop back to the apartment, I have time." Sean grinned, partially because of the day dream, partially because of the pot and nodded. "I will take donations of pot and non meat type foods any day of the week in exchange for meditation services, especially considering I do it multiple times a day anyway."

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radiantdelphi
2011-09-29 02:29 am UTC (link)

“Well.. that would be easier, except I spend most of my time alone in my tower – I'm all the way up in D1,” Luc joked, because living higher up in Pax was just another one of those 'oh hey, if you forgot I was rich, let me remind you again' sort of things, and he hated putting his financial status in people's faces like that. Even if it was just his life and the way things were for him. He was thisclose to making the suggestion that Sean come up to his place instead.. but he was already being a little too bold as it was. Better to let it lie for now. Besides, he could always bring it up later.

He thought briefly back to the initial offer of lunch – and his stomach protested the offer of going to Sean's apartment rather adamantly.. but how in the fuck was Luc going to just skip over that offer like it hadn't even been made? Besides, he could eat later.

“Sure, if it isn't too much trouble,” he smiled with another trademark shrug, and after a couple more drags he waved off the remainder of the joint – it was almost done anyway. “I even have an extra joint for your time. I'll be sure to hook you up a little better next time.” He flashed a bright grin then, though when he looked over at Sean again, he found himself biting at the inside corner of his bottom lip – because, really, what in the fuck was he even thinking?

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eternalearth
2011-09-29 02:36 am UTC (link)

"Oh what a hard life all the way up and alone in your tower." Normally Sean wouldn't have joked about that, just in case it was something Luc was secretly sensitive about, but he was getting stoned. It was funny when Sean stopped to think about it, an apartment 105 sitting in a car crushing and very, very attracted to a D1 tower apartment. There was something symbolic about that somehow for Sean, even if he couldn't exactly place it right now.

"It's never too much trouble. Meditation is MUCH easier than anyone thinks." This was probably NOT a good idea at all.

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radiantdelphi
2011-09-29 02:54 am UTC (link)

Sean's joke actually did smart a bit, but it was easier for Luc to laugh it off and keep it to himself – besides, he was 99% sure that Sean didn't mean it to be an asshole. And, well, 99% was good enough for a condom – he figured it was good enough for this situation. Of course, that was something he definitely shouldn't compare Sean's sense of humor to again.

“Yeah, it's rough, man,” he said with a chuckle and a shake of his head. “Pimpin' ain't easy.” He flashed a cheesy grin and pushed his sunglasses up on his nose. “So, to your place then?”

It was easy enough to point the car towards the complex – they were kind of driving that way aimlessly anyway, for lack of a better destination. He couldn't believe he was actually doing this.. putting himself in this kind of position again, and so willingly – hell, almost eagerly. May as well throw himself on the other man at this rate. And he was sure that would go over so well..

Yeah, a lot of it was the fact that Sean was absolutely gorgeous. But some of it was that the other man seemed so.. grounded. In ways that Luc wouldn't let himself compare Sean to right now, but also in a way that he couldn't quite put a finger on. He definitely liked it though.

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