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hexes_n_hearts ([info]hexes_n_hearts) wrote in [info]snapthread,
@ 2020-02-15 15:10:00

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Entry tags:bill weasley, dan torrance

Who: Bill and Dan
What: Kissin' maybe
When: February 14th after the party
Where: Outside the library


It had been a night. With whatever love magic was in there, or lust magic was it? Magic of some kind that had people behaving every which way. He'd seen Dan make an exit earlier than most and rather than linger and watch the kissing booth fallout he slipped out after him.

Firewhiskey still lingered in the back of his throat but his plans on getting shitfaced hadn't exactly come to fruition, still the alcohol gave him a false sense of warmth. Even still he slid his hands into his pockets against the chill. It had been warm inside and outside sobered him up some as he walked a little faster to catch up.

"What no Valentine for me, huh?" Bill called after him as Dan was about to head into the library. "I'm wounded, after I went to all this trouble," he flicked his wand easily conjuring a long stemmed red rose, "of getting you this."


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[info]doctoring
2020-02-15 01:41 pm UTC (link)
This had been - well. It had been an experience. After years of never touching another human being, self-imposed celibacy, rose petals awakened a sleeping dragon within Dan but it had been too much. Way, way too much - too hot, at that party, it felt like the ocean sun only a few feat above the glinting sea, just beating down on him and he had to leave.

The night air was cold, it thawed the lava coursing through his veins and calmed his thoughts - which, he was glad he reinforced those walls while helping Richie with his, because he didn't want to be thinking some of the things that slipped in. It was easier not to. To try not to pay attention to all the ways in which he was currently fucked.

Planning to lose himself in the musty aroma of books and crinkled, old paper, he stopped short when Bill appeared. And handed him a rose - which he almost flinched at, because he'd had his fill of those petals. Though he supposed it he had to admit it was nice that someone not in a weird rhombus of a relationship or engaged was paying attention to him because they wanted to, not because magic told them to.

Still, he was wary. Because Dan's heart was bruised like an old banana, and he couldn't take anything else that would inevitably step on it and squash it. "Thank you," he chuckled, taking the rose and - blushing, of course. "I - what are you doing out here? I thought you were enjoying the party."

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[info]hexes_n_hearts
2020-02-15 08:34 pm UTC (link)
Dan kind of looked like he'd been through something at the party, like a fistfight or a quicky, maybe both. Bill could understand, magic got people behaving all kinds of ways sometimes. Espetially that kind of magic that made you think that up was down and did something not quite right with your free will. But he blushed so pretty and Bill gave a little bow as he took the rose from him. "I do love a party," he assured him with a little shrug. "But there's always another one."

Bill rocked on his heels as he slid a cigarette from his jacket between his lips and lit it with the tip of his wand. "What about you? Were you not having fun in there?" He asked with a little smile, seeing as he was the observant type and he'd seen Dan vanish into that kissing booth more than once.

He understood the sober thing, respected it plenty and he assumed it had to be hard, being in a room full of people drinking their fill. "Needed a break?" Bill asked as he blew the smoke up so it didn't go into Dan's face.

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[info]doctoring
2020-02-15 09:01 pm UTC (link)
"I don't know. It was fun, but - overwhelming," Dan admitted, twirling the rose between his fingers. He didn't think anyone had ever given him flowers before - it was a nice gesture, even if he didn't understand the reasoning behind it. He was a washed-up bachelor who had wanted to be left alone, then he wasn't alone, then he'd lost everything again and died for his troubles, when he actually made the decision to let someone in.

So basically, he didn't regret anything involving Abra. He loved her like she was family - in fact, she still was family. But it was just that he wasn't the one people would be rushing into the kissing booth with, provided they had any actual choice in the matter.

"So I guess I needed a break, yeah. I was just going to find a book to take home with me." That was safer than a person. Less heartstrings involved, less complications.

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[info]hexes_n_hearts
2020-02-15 09:26 pm UTC (link)
Bill had practice when it came to overwhelming, so much of his life had been like that. Trying to cram all that studying into the time around chasing the twins, or playing with Percy and Ron. He'd learned to juggle it all and to accept feeling overwhelmed. Still he'd run from it when he got the chance, to get a life of his own where he didn't have to be so perfect, so responsible and relied upon so heavily.

"I've got some other books at my place, when you make your way through what interests you here," Bill offered. They'd come in the trunk full of potions and tools that had appeared that day and they were plenty interesting if you were that way inclined.

"You know before you went running out of there, it being Valentines day and all, you being in the kissing way, I was going to ask if maybe I'd get to be lucky enough to step up to the booth and you be in it," Bill said with a smile.

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[info]doctoring
2020-02-15 09:48 pm UTC (link)
Books were pretty much the way to Dan's charbroiled heart. He had always loved reading, even as a kid when the assignments piled up and everyone else complained about Lord of the Flies or whatever Shakespeare play was on rotation. It meant not talking to anyone, for one thing, but it also meant getting lost in a world that wasn't his - loneliness and a chill from ghosts that took up residence in his head, squatters who refused to leave until Dick showed him how to trick them.

"Really? I'd - yeah, I'd like to see your books," he said; he was curious about Bill's place in general. If it would give him the same feeling, magic crawling against his skin, like vines, the scent of smoke and incense because to him, magic had a particular scent to it in general.

Though the comment about the kissing booth had him surprised. Slightly. Okay, more than slightly. "...why me?" he asked, since that seemed like a depressing thing to hope for.

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[info]hexes_n_hearts
2020-02-16 09:31 am UTC (link)
For someone who liked people, liked a party, liked to enjoy himself, he also really liked his own company. A quiet night in with a book and several cups of tea, working on something, mastering a new kind of magic or solving a problem. Bill wasn't a true extrovert, he needed time alone to regain his energy.

It was equal parts amusing and sad to see Dan so surprised at the idea someone might want to kiss him. Bill certainly knew plenty of people wanted to kiss him, he was young and good looking and generally an okay guy. But Dan seemed lacking in much self esteem, or just unaware of his own appeal.

The cigarette left an arc of sparks through the air as he flicked it, before he stepped closer. Dan was shorter than him and he tucked his fingers gently under his jaw to tilt his head back a little. "Because you're interesting and I like interesting," Bill said simply. "Can I?" He asked as he glanced down at Dan's lips then back up to his eyes. Because as much as he might kiss someone without their permission when he couldn't help it, when he could he wanted to know it was welcome first.

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[info]doctoring
2020-02-16 02:01 pm UTC (link)
Interesting? Dan wouldn't have used that descriptor - what was interesting about a man who had lost everything, even his life, constantly scared of himself because of the temper that was an inferno, burning so hot it didn't last long but when it did burn, he tapped into the ghost of his father that he tried so hard to squelch? He was so terrified of the person he was during those years lost to booze and drugs, without a home, beneath bridges and sitting on steps, breathing without really being alive, that he'd gone without any contact at all. He'd shut it all away, shut himself away.

Then Abra came along and took a sandblaster to the walls around Dan's heart, seeing the damage, and he felt so exposed but he loved her and he would die for her and he did.

Thus, when someone asked to kiss him because they found him interesting, he got scared all over again. Maybe he shouldn't do this; the unknown was dangerous and terrifying and yet he'd gone so long without seeing any sort of affection (before tonight, which - did that even count, if it was compelled affection?) he was curious enough to squelch his fears for just a little. "Yes," he murmured, unsure where to put his hands - so he just settled for resting them on Bill's waist.

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[info]hexes_n_hearts
2020-02-16 03:59 pm UTC (link)
Bill certainly didn't mean to discount all that Dan had been through classifying him as interesting. All of that, the past, everything that kept him up at night and kept him alone was hidden under layers he'd put in place and it was more the presence of the layers and what he'd called The Shining that Bill found interesting. People tended to be straight forward, they didn't tend to try and so trying and Dan seeming to be so unaware of himself yeah it got him a little interested.

He looked kind of scared, but murmur or not that was a yes and Bill smiled. "Brilliant," he said on the exhale as he tilted his head back a little more. It only seemed fair and Bill let his guard down just a little, because Dan always seemed to be searching and reading people around him even if it wasn't intentional.

If Dan was going to let him kiss him, then Bill could let him closer. It was a soft kiss at first because it was Valentines Day not closing time at some filthy nightclub but as Bill lay his hand on Dan's lower back it was impossible not to bring him in closer and tempt his mouth open against his own.

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[info]doctoring
2020-02-16 04:26 pm UTC (link)
It wasn't very often that Dan let himself feel, or really enjoy. Life was like a wheel sure, but it was also always a struggle - it was the dark abyss of loneliness, of dark water and a man who wasn't truly dead even though he had succumbed to the swing of Death's scythe once, technically, already.

But now, he let himself relax a bit.

He had that rose sort of clenched in one hand, against Bill's waist, but the other hand touched him, on some sort of trajectory - he followed the map of muscle and bone and tendons, shoulder and neck, the hollow beneath an ear. Everything about this made his stomach drop, but not in a bad way. He returned that kiss, sighing into it, lips parting, inviting. There was even the subtlest arch of his spine, leaning up into Bill - an aching arch, as if it wasn't already obvious that he was so touch-deprived it was almost comical.

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[info]hexes_n_hearts
2020-02-16 04:37 pm UTC (link)
That arch, the line of his body as it curled toward him, somehow both wanting and unsure only served to draw Bill in. He wanted to soothe some of that loneliness that almost seemed a physical weight on his shoulders, an emptiness that might ease a little with some warmth. It wasn’t like being wanted could fill a void, but it could light a fire in you which was better than another cold evening alone.

He tightened his hold on Dan’s back and pulled him up against him, his fingers smoothing into his hair and holding him close. So much about Bill’s life had left him invisible, trying to prove his worth when he’d be judged by name or on first sight. Being wanted, making someone feel good, that gave him purpose here.

Even if lots of Dan was closed, his mouth was not and Bill kissed him knowing full well it might just be one kiss, one arch and he wanted to make the most of it.

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[info]doctoring
2020-02-16 05:10 pm UTC (link)
It was like he melted right into Bill, ice cream falling off the cone and hitting a sizzling hot sidewalk, left for ants to devour. Yeah, alright - Dan would wave the figurative white flag in surrender; he didn't want to stop this, didn't even try. Instead he claimed those lips again, a harder kiss than before, more want as inhibitions fled on razor-winged butterflies - or at least that was what it felt like in his stomach right now.

The temperature outside was freezing but he was boiling in his skin as he leaned up into that kiss, teeth and tongue and demands and needs. Not like he could put voice to any of those needs, but he probably didn't have to. Things seemed to speak for themselves well enough.

He'd be alone again after this, not someone who went home with a partner even after laughingly being compelled to kiss someone else, so he should probably enjoy it while he could.

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[info]hexes_n_hearts
2020-02-16 07:36 pm UTC (link)
Bill didn't know what he'd been expecting following him like that, maybe he'd put a smile on his face with the flower or sneak a kiss. To be honest he'd thought about getting a kiss the first night they'd met and it was nice then for it to come to fruition. What he hadn't expected was the kiss without his lead to shift into something far more than a soft press of Dan's pretty lips. No he kissed him like he needed him and gee didn't Bill love that.

He took the flower from his hand and tossed it blindly, a bent stem could be repaired, but there was no making up for a missed opportunity. Bill had started it but Dan wasn't simply accepting but made his own demands.

There was no magic to cloud anything or excuse anything away and he pushed the other man up against the closed door to the library making sure his hand was between his skull and the wood so it wouldn't bump against it. It felt good, like freedom and passion and Bill could feel the other man letting him have something for himself, even if it was just a kiss. Bill ran his hand up his side, under his shirt to grasp his waist bare and warm above where is pants sat.

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[info]doctoring
2020-02-16 10:04 pm UTC (link)
The fact that there wasn't any magic or other brouhaha influencing this was what appealed to Dan the most. When he was pushed up against the door, he made this sound - a quavery one, like he was being cut with razors and couldn't decide if it offered complete bliss or hot-edged agony. Probably the first - because Bill's hand up his shirt was its own sort of sensation, something that caused a skitter of heat all over him.

Dan touched him too - a gentle lover's touch over the high plane of Bill's cheekbones, his thumbs and fingers nimble, and somehow possessive like the jaws of a wolf. He didn't want to let go but he forced himself to try. "I can't - " He breathed, exhaling, attempting to quell the dizziness. "I can't - it's..."

He couldn't lose control. He absolutely could not. He was scared of what would happen if he did. The last time he was with someone, intimately, it ended in a dead girl choked on her own vomit, after a night soaked in booze and blood. Jesus, he just didn't want to hurt anyone. Especially Bill, who looked too beautiful to be real and had his own damages and secrets and Dan just wanted to crawl inside and know what they were so, so badly.

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[info]hexes_n_hearts
2020-02-16 10:25 pm UTC (link)
It was a long time since someone had touched him like that, gentle hands on his cheeks but as much as it was intimate Bill could nearly taste the fear there. That noise so desperate and yet not keening and urging more something that had Bill ready to check on him before he told him he couldn't.

He kept his hand on Dan's side, steady and warm not resting but holding firm. He did stop kissing him though in favour of breathing in his honest protests. "It's alright," Bill finished for him, voice a little thick from the sweetness of Dan's tongue in his mouth. Of course that wasn't what it was at all, but it was that too.

"It's alright," Bill soothed again, a little softer and he didn't continue like he was placating him to get his way. What was it with Bill and a habit of taking a liking to the broken? He stroked Dan's cheek, holding him still where he was with the weight of him because it wasn't like he'd pushed him away. "You don't have to."

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[info]doctoring
2020-02-16 11:15 pm UTC (link)
Dan definitely didn't push Bill away - he didn't want to do that; his hands dropped to rest at Bill's waist again, though fingers curled in his belt loops because Dan kind of needed the grip for leverage. Or he'd go falling to the ground, since his knees threatened to give out.

"I want to," he clarified and, maybe he shouldn't have, but his thigh slipped in between Bill's legs, pressing there a bit. He couldn't help it - maybe he had more issues than National Geographic, but he did like Bill. Obviously found him to be attractive- it was just that he was an actual mess and he needed to not be that way if he was going to pursue anything with anyone. "Can - can I have some time?"

It had obviously been awhile since he'd needed to be concerned with how his heart worked, it was practically preserved in brine. And pickled. But that was probably obvious.

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[info]hexes_n_hearts
2020-02-16 11:42 pm UTC (link)
Bill was being good, Dan on the other hand seemed ready to test the limits. But they were his limits to test, so Bill wasn't going to be mad about it. Even if a well placed thigh at a well placed height attached to a well handsome man was enough to send a ripple through him and his core tensed to avoid rutting forward against that lovely thigh.

He stroked Dan's jaw with his thumb, the lines in the corner of his eye, the bottom of his lip as he hummed in agreement. "You can have whatever you want," Bill said with a little smile. Bill had come on a little strong, more flirting to give Dan something else to think about besides this strange scary place and the people there, but the attraction was real and he was more than he'd expected.

"I'm not in a hurry, love," because really what was there to hurry about? Although he was being very good Bill did roll his hips a little because he was human and Dan felt wonderful. "Well much of one."

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[info]doctoring
2020-02-17 12:11 am UTC (link)
He chuckled throatily, hands slipping around and splaying on Bill's back for a moment. Dan rested his forehead against the other man's, trying to calm himself down - easier said than done, but he was doing his best here. "Thank you," he said sincerely, and he meant that.

It was years of celibacy, and fear, and then being shoved back into emotions and feelings and not remembering how they worked or what to do (a fucking frog in boiling hot water, he just jumped right out) and he was probably doing a lot wrong, but if Bill was willing to be patient with him and let him figure some things out, then - maybe that would lead to something good. If he told him to fuck off, then Dan would understand that too - he was, after all, used to being alone.

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[info]hexes_n_hearts
2020-02-17 12:29 am UTC (link)
Bill closed his eyes for a moment, breathing out slowly as their heads rested together. At least the fear had gone, Dan seemed well mixed up sure but not outright panicking anymore. "You don't have to thank me for doing the minimum required not to be an arse," Bill said with a little smile.

He pulled back then, to get Dan's knee out from between his legs and then smoothed his shirt back into place so it didn't look like Bill's hand had just been up there. Bill retrieved the rose he'd given him earlier and handed it back to him no worse for wear having been tossed aside for a heated moment. "Maybe if you press it between some pages it might keep," Bill suggested.

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[info]doctoring
2020-02-17 12:38 am UTC (link)
Dan took the rose again, a fond glance at the petals. He'd definitely want to keep it - preserve it between the pages of some heavy tome and not toss it away, because it was technically the first flower he'd gotten...well, ever. "I will," he promised, then shifted his gaze up at Bill, through those dirty blonde lashes.

"Um - I'll see you again soon?" he uttered quietly, hoping that he would. "Maybe I can...come see your books. If you wouldn't mind a visitor."

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[info]hexes_n_hearts
2020-02-17 12:48 am UTC (link)
"I'm not hard to find, at home, in the garden, around somewhere," Bill assured him with an easy shrug. It wasn't a commitment, best it wasn't, no hurt feelings that way. Not that Bill usually let the chance of getting feelings involved be a possibility, it was messy and he didn't care for messy.

He and Klaus had a good thing, they were friends and Bill kept him sober as best as someone could for another person and they had benefits but he knew what that was. Two people who liked sex and liked each other and no one would get hurt, it was safe and Bill was really good at safe.

Bill took Dan's free hand and brought it up to kiss his knuckles before he backed away and turned toward his own house. "Happy Valentines," he called back to him before he turned the corner.

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