Jonah Macintyre (chasingjonah) wrote in tiberiusswann, @ 2009-07-26 15:59:00 |
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"You fucking DIED and didn't tell me?!" The greeting Wesley got from his brother when he opened the door, wasn't exactly unexpected but nor was it pleasant for a goddamn hangover. Standing there in his boxers looking a bit worse for wear, Wes simply stepped backwards and moved a limp arm in a gesture for Jonah to enter. "G'morning to you too." Jonah stormed through and into the living room, waving his arms. "It's afternoon dumbass, you've been sleeping all day... you DIED, Wesley! When were you going to break that news?!" The door snapped closed and Wes blinked blearily into the light coming from the windows. Why did Jonah have to stand infront of them? And was it seriously afternoon? "Uhm... at my funeral?" "So if it hadn't been for Kindle I would have never known you'd died?" With a groan Wesley rolled his eyes. Kindle. "Oh jeez..." "And who is this Dante guy anyway?" "Dante is none of your business, alright, he's..." "He is so fucking my business if he comes along and fucking KILLS my brother!" Wesley sniggered. Heh. 'Fucking my business'... heheh.... okay mind out of the gutter now. "Jonah, c'mon, it's nothing big. It was an accident. He got my heart going again and was able to heal me with my own energies and shit..." Jonah didn't really think this was very redeeming "Okay. Alright. What's this about him being Roger's alter ego?" Another groan from Wesley, becoming rather annoyed. "Did Kindle tell you EVERYTHING?" "Yes, she did, because YOU never bothered! What happened to you? You used to tell me everything, when you last had a piss, every minute detail of your life went through me. But now you just have me cooking dinner for a date with a guy I've never met cause you won't introduce me, and then this guy KILLS you." Jumping to his defense Wes raised his hands. "Woa, woa, Roger didn't kill me! Hell, Jonah please it's early and I'm hungover and fucked out and I'm buzzed off demon juice..." "It's quarter to fucking four! And... what?" Fucked out. Demon juice. What the hell was all that? Jonah knew about demons and their effects - Celia had given him a few - but the fucked out thing was something Wes only did after a night of... oh hell no. He paused, the thought striking him like a hammer to the head. "Did you sleep with Kindle?" Wes' head jerked up too quick for him to be innocent. Shit. He hadn't known. "What? No..." Jonah narrowed his eyes, his voice lowering considerably. "Don't lie to me." "I didn't." "Wesley.." "I didn't SLEEP with her..." A guilty glance, a scuffle of feet and a scratch at the back of his neck. "Might have boned her though..." "WESLEY!" The sight of Jonah mad was something Wes was used to but this was somehow different. "What's the big deal?" "The big deal?! Wesley I'm responsible for her! I'm like her guide at school, I'm not supposed to allow her to go and fuck staff members! I told you not to touch her, you promised not to touch her! You are BOTH just SO..." "I love Roger." It was so random that Jonah forgot what he was ranting about. Wes. In love again. This time with a guy. At least he was back to feeling something more than just genitalia. Jonah looked severely confused. "What? You love... then why the fuck did you fuck Kindle?" A shrug, his voice sounding sheepish. "I dunno." Jonah gave a laugh devoid of mirth before shaking his head. "Unbelievable." He really didn't know how Wesley got away with it. If you loved someone you didn't go arond fucking someone else even if they were the opposite sex. "You are one ill guy, Wes." Hearing his brother so disappointed in him, disgusted in him, Wes hung his head and felt severely bummed. Running a hand through his hair he took a breath. He shouldn't be feeling so emotional but suddenly his chest was filled with it and his eyes were watering. "I didn't... I can't..." No way was he gonna cry. "I know," he said weakly. "I know I'm not right. I just... it was horrible, you know? Holding a guy who looks exactly like Roger but he's saying he's gonna kill you. It didn't strike me til he left. I mean.... I love Roger. And Dante's ... complicated. But I haven't even slept with him yet. I don't wanna pressure him, but I had all this demon energy and electricity, I didn't really want to remember the blackout which was death and shit Jonah I'm not good at emotional crap!" Jonah listened. Wes wasn't sure what was going through his head but maybe he didn't wanna know. As he stood waiting for his brother to respond, he attempted to stop this buzzing interfering with his emotion but it wasn't working. Finally, Jonah sighed. "I know you're not good at it. Which is why tonight you're coming to mine. You're gonna stay the night so tell your vampire you're gonna be out. We are gonna talk. We are gonna work this out. And you are never gonna sleep with Kindle again. Got it?" Wes nodded like some kind being told off by a parent. "Got it," but then he was enveloped in a big bear hug which he didn't realise he needed until he was experiencing it. A few moments passed then Jonah broke away, heading towards the door. "Come up by seven. And don't... don't die, okay?" he said, hidden meanings in his words, before he shot him a small, brother-like smile and headed back up to his apartment. |