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James. Or Luca. Never Lucy. ([info]montaluca) wrote in [info]ultrarpg,
@ 2008-08-14 15:54:00

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W H O: Terry and James
W H E N: August 14th, afternoon
W H E R E: Terry's flat
W H A T: Terry bribed James into coming over with the promise of food.
R A T I N G: TBD
S T A T U S: In progress



Peeling himself off of the couch had been even more of a task than James had thought it would be. He was tired, he was grumpy and even worse, horribly confused. Falling for your best friend was definitely one of the most complicated things ever and all of a sudden all the horribly exaggerated teenie romances made sense. Apparently teenage life had treated him too well and now he was paying the cosmic bill for having never had any sort of teenager problems. How wonderful.

Huffing James tore the letter his mother had sent earlier into even smaller pieces, all of them landing on the carpet like dirty snowflakes. Once the mission of completely destroying the letter was accomplished James trudged to the bathroom, rubbing his eyes tiredly and deciding that taking a shower before leaving for Terry's couldn't hurt. Maybe it'd clear his mind. And it gave him a few more minutes to plot the great escape from the family. He could ignore the letters from his mother easily enough, but they still knew where he lived. Move somewhere else? Maybe. Because what sense was there in being part of a family that didn't want you and put you down every chance they got? Exactly, not much.

Ten minutes later found James in front of his wardrobe, trying to find something nice to wear. Once he realised that he was actually putting an effort into his clothes just for going over to Terry's he frowned and shook his head, grabbing the first clothes that were unlucky enough to cross his path. Nevermind that the blue shirt didn't go along with the khaki trousers at all. He was just going to grab some food at Terry's after all. Right? Right.

Another ten minutes later and the bedroom looked like a battlefield with clothes strewn around everywhere. Not that James cared because he had finally found something that looked at least somewhat decent. Black trousers and a red shirt. Not very exciting or creative, but it would have to do. His gaze drifting to the wardrobe James frowned. He had always thought that he owned a lot of decent clothes, but tonight nothing seemed to be good enough. Ah well, he was just in a weird mood, that was all.

After a last critical look in the mirror James left his apartment. The walk to Terry's flat was a brief one and after telling himself one more time not to be so ridiculous James knocked before opening the door.

"I'm here! Where's the food you promised me?"



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[info]terrynboot
2008-08-14 07:45 pm UTC (link)
What was he going to do? James was upset with him for some reason and he couldn't believe what Demelza had said. He didn't like him. He was just... upset. Something else was going on and Terry needed to find out. It helped push back the odd guilt he was feeling.

Which actually was another thing. He had no reason to feel guilty. He had a good time with his friend and ended up getting laid. In a sense. It was allowed. Like Demelza said, James wasn't his boyfriend. Terry just wished he was.

As soon as Terry came back to Earth, in a sense, he called up the closest Italian take out place. Luckily they were pretty fast. He smiled as he pulled out plates, deciding to act like he had cooked. If Lucy knew any better he'd remember Terry could not really cook worth crap. Once the food arrived he set it out and managed to greet James just as he was entering, giving him a dimpled grin.

"It's on the table. Welcome back, Lucy!" Without letting things be awkward, he practically attacked James, hugging him.

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[info]montaluca
2008-08-15 04:22 am UTC (link)
As soon as James stepped into the flat the wonderful smell of food made his stomach rumble. Nutella was all good and awesome, but from time to time actual food wasn't too bad either. Even better if it was Italian. He'd more or less hoped for a sandwich and the prospect of "real" food was even more pleasant. Though...had Terry ordered especially for him? Because the boy couldn't cook at all, so James highly doubted that he had made something that smelled this good himself. So if he had ordered just because James was coming over....arg. James shook his head and silently scolded himself. Sometimes he was really thinking too much.

His stream of conciousness was broken completely when Terry more or less jumped him and hugged him. It was like one of these moments were you suddenly stopped thinking for a few seconds. Hugging him back a lazy smile played around James' lips.

"Missed me much?" He grinned in his usual careless manner although a small part of him hoped that Terry had indeed missed him. He surely had missed the blonde. A lot. Not that he would admit the full extend of it.

"If you order food everytime I come back I should probably go away more often," He added with a wink, pinching Terry's cheek before he made a beeline for the food. Oh so hungry. And oh so confused, so eating was a very good distraction that'd maybe chase the urge to cling to Terry away.

flopping down in one of the chairs James was already reaching for the food when another thought crossed his mind. Frowning slightly he rummaged through the pockets of his trousers until he found what he had been looking for (after scattering his mobile, wallet, chewing gum paper and other random things on the table). Muttering a spell the Spongebob toy returned to its actual size and James held him out to Terry.

"There, he's finally returned to you. No need to cry yourself to sleep anymore now."

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[info]terrynboot
2008-08-15 06:09 am UTC (link)
Had he missed him? Terry had to fight back the urge to laugh at that one. He had been going completely mad the last week without his James there. Because that was what Lucy was. HIS. "I s'pose I may have missed you a little bit." Terry replied cheekily. Sometimes his friends were all too full of themselves. James wasn't an exception.

Terry blushed when Lucy pinched his cheeks swatting at him before James dove for the food. Not once did he lose his smile. He had just missed him too much. "Maybe I was going to order food anyways, did you think of that? Or what if I had actually cooked?"

He hurried over to grab his Spongebob toy, grabbing it and hugging it to him. Truthfully, he wasn't hungry so he flopped on the couch, curling up with his toy and holding back the urge to just watch James. "Or drink myself to sleep. Apparently, without Bob, I have this horrible problem of drinking."

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[info]montaluca
2008-08-15 02:23 pm UTC (link)
"If you had actually cooked half of this would be burnt. Alas, it is not so I assume that you've ordered something. You're not eating either, which leads me to the conclusion that you've ordered aaaaaaall of this" He gestured at the table "just for me. Which is so sweet," James grinned, filling his plate with food. Glancing over at Terry on the couch he bit back a sigh. Oh to be a Spongebob toy. The one Terry held, of course. Not the Spongebob toy of an aggressive and hyperactive five year old. Life would definitely not be good then. Nope, only Terry's Bob was a desirable goal.

"Drinking problem?" James raised an eyebrow as he ate a forkful of food. Food was wonderful. Food was good. Especially if Terry had ordered it for him.

"You don't have a drinking problem, mate. Your problem is that you can't hold your liquor at all," He mock rolled his eyes.

"So do tell, what did I miss while I was away?" James added although his words were a bit hard to understand as he tried to eat and speak at the same time.

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[info]terrynboot
2008-08-15 02:36 pm UTC (link)
"Hey, I can too hold my liquor!" Terry's face was turning a bright red and he buried his face into Spongebob, curling up into a tight ball on the sofa. There was no way in hell he was going to tell James EVERYTHING he did when drunk. He'd have to think of some kind of lie. Or chop off certain parts of the evenings. Not that James would care. HE was always sleeping around anyways.

Once he was done calming down he looked over his toy to watch James eat. "Luuuuucy, your ego is too big. I plan on eating some of that later. If you leave any."

He sprawled out on the sofa. "Susan and I had a frosting fight, I've been working a lot, and Noel and I met up to play some music. Nothing interesting compared to your past week, I'm sure. Oh, and apparently Demelza hates me. I also think she likes Jack."

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[info]montaluca
2008-08-15 02:44 pm UTC (link)
"Nah you can't." James commented in between two forkfuls. "Please tell me you were at least with one of the evil twins when you got drunk? Because you tend to do really stupid things when drunk. Like the one time you jumped onto the table in the pub..." He laughed as he remembered that particular incident before continuing on his mission to eat as much food in as few time as possible.

"Can't guarantee that, dude. 'm really hungry," He mumbled, proving his point by taking another forkful.

"Pah, everything is interesting compared to running through fields full of sheep and having a mad guy screaming insults at you," James huffed. Training camp was so definitely the wrong phrase, boot camp would've come closer to it. He really loved his job and playing football, but sometimes the Coach could be a bit much.

"She hates me too and we all know she is so in love with Jack." James shifted a little, suddenly a bit uncomfortable as he remembered everything Demelza had said earlier. Why was this whole situation so fucked up anyway? "I bet she'll love us again by tomorrow."

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[info]terrynboot
2008-08-15 02:52 pm UTC (link)
"No, just me and Susan then me and Noel. Unfortunately, I ended up drinking WAAAAAAAAAY more with Noel than Susan. I woke up with one heck of a hangover this morning. So feel special I got up for you."

Terry smiled at his friend, moving off the sofa and towards the table. He quickly grabbed a plate and started piling food on it. "So at least I have SOMETHING. Selfish prat." He stuck his tongue out at James.

"Demelza had better love us by tomorrow. I'm so tired of her screaming about test tube babies. She's obviously lost it. AND she needs to stop projecting her and Jack's relationship troubles on other people." He blushed. There, that would take care of anything Demelza told James. He didn't want things to get awkward because he liked Lucy. It was hard enough already.

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[info]montaluca
2008-08-15 03:02 pm UTC (link)
"Unfortunately?" James frowned lightly at that, even forgetting about the food for a few seconds. "Why unfortunately?" He asked, feeling a pang of...well, what exactly was it?

"Ah well, I feel special but you should feel special too because I actually got up from the couch just for you. My tired body hates you for it, by the way," He added, focusing his attention on the food again...or at least trying to.

Was it just him or had things become even more complicated since he came back? As in "I realised just how much I missed you" complicated.

"How did she come up with the test tube babies anyway? And the problem of Jack and her is that they have no relationship. Maybe we should set them up on a blind date or something."

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[info]terrynboot
2008-08-15 03:10 pm UTC (link)
"Can't we just lock them in a closet and have them snog senseless? After we ply them with drink, obviously." He gave James a small smile. "And hell if I know where she got the test tube babies thing."

He really did not want to tell James about what happened. Damn, he didn't even need alcohol to mess things up. "What I meant by 'unfortunately' is that I had a worse hang over this time than with Susan." At least all he did with Susan was kiss. That was a safer topic. "Of course with Susan it was more of a sugar high."

He put his plate away and moved to sit at the table with James, Spongebob still in his arms. "Sorry I made you come all the way here. I'll make it up to you. Though the food should have been enough. Damn, did he not feed you at that camp, mate?"

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[info]montaluca
2008-08-15 03:18 pm UTC (link)
"Sounds like a plan," James nodded, licking a bit of sauce off his fork as he thought about it. "Now we only need them in one place, get them drunk and shove them into a closet. That shouldn't be too hard, right?" Maybe he could shove Terry into another closet and...no, bad mind bringing forth thoughts like that. Scolding himself once more James stared at the food on his plate.

"Worse hang over? Jeez you really have been drinking a lot these days, dude. So no sudden table dances or karaoke versions of Hero?" He asked, leaning back in the chair and pushing the few leftovers of the food around on his plate aimlessly.

"Don't be sorry. 's okay," James waved it off, giving Terry a small smile. "Nah. I mean well he did, but he didn't feed me properly. All we got was this utterly healthy shit and when you're forced to run around like the devil is chasing you all the time food doesn't last for long."

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[info]terrynboot
2008-08-15 03:26 pm UTC (link)
"Considering how things are whenever we get together, I don't think it will be too hard." Terry laughed, putting Spongebob on the table and making him do a little dance. Michael Jackson Thriller style. "Just think of Truth or Dare last time. Easily achieved." And maybe he could get James drunk and... No, best not to think about that. They were just friends. And even if they did that it would just make things worse for himself. That kiss had been hard enough. Thinking about the kiss, his face flushed.

"Not everybody gets drunk and sings 'Hero' like you do, Lucy. Though you managed to pull it off good enough, I suppose." Terry laughed, thinking about the time he had managed to goad James into singing Hero at the pub. "Though Noel did get me to play one of the songs I've been working on. And we both did 'In A Little While'." Damn, talking about Noel again. Not good.

"Anyways, feel free to eat the rest. I just need enough to last me until I get more noodles tomorrow."

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[info]montaluca
2008-08-15 03:39 pm UTC (link)
"Nah. We just have to make sure that the closet is properly closed so they can't escape," James nodded slightly to himself, stoically trying not to think about that last game of truth or dare.

"Oh don't remind me!" Groaning James closed his eyes. He hated singing. Absolutely hated it. Why he had agreed to sing, he had no idea. Well, maybe because Terry gave him his best puppy dog eyes and he hadn't been able to say no.

Frowning James put his fork down, feeling somewhat sick instead of hungry now. Terry never ever played any songs if he asked him, much less showed him what he was working on. Not that he was jealous. Oh no, why would he be? No reason, really.

"Sounds like you had a good time." Right, that had come out snappier than he had intended. Clearing his throat lightly he pushed his plate away.

"If you had that much of a good time playing music and whatnot why did you drink enough to give you a horrible hangover then?" Because normally music distracted Terry from any kind of booze in the nearer surroundings.

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[info]terrynboot
2008-08-15 03:52 pm UTC (link)
"Take away their wands and use a sticking charm on the door. Got it." Terry smirked as he also started to remember getting Lucy to sing. He had been REALLY good. Actually, Terry had really just wanted to drag him offstage and... Bugger. He really had to find a way to keep those thoughts out of his head.

Actually, James was helping a little by bringing up the Noel thing again. Terry stared at him in shock when he snapped about him having a good time. "Of course I had a good time. I was with a friend. I drank because..." He blushed. How could he say I missed you so very much. Talk about fairy remarks.

"I don't see what the big deal is. You get drunk all the time. I'm not allowed to get drunk and have fun with a new friend? Not like YOU were around." That came out horribly and now Terry was pouting.

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[info]montaluca
2008-08-15 04:00 pm UTC (link)
James could almost feel his mood dropping more with every second. He didn't know this Noel and why the heck did Terry need to make new friends anyway? Okay, right, maybe he was just a little bit jealous. But what if Terry suddenly decided that he liked the other guy better? What if he would start to spend all his time with the new guy?

"I don't get drunk all the fucking time and obviously I wasn't around. What, am I supposed to give up my job now so I can babysit you 24/7? Not like I actually wanted to fucking go to Sheepland," He snapped in return, legs moving impatiently as he resisted the urge to kick the next best thing. With the luck he had these days he'd probably break a toe.

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[info]terrynboot
2008-08-15 04:09 pm UTC (link)
What was his PROBLEM? Terry wasn't sure whether to get angry or be upset. Terry's eyes widened when Lucy went off and he stood up, feeling thoroughly angry himself. He rarely got mad, but James wasn't being fair. Besides, he wasn't about to start acting like a girl. Well... No more than usual, at least. "I KNOW you have a life. I'm FINE with that. I don't know what your problem is but you need to stop it."

He crossed his arms around Spongebob and walked away. "By the way, I'M allowed to have a life also. While you were away I kissed Susan and ended up having sex with Noel." Okay, the latter was a lie. He gave Noel a blowjob, but stopped before it went further. He was saving actual sex for somebody special. Terry had to remind himself that the special person was NOT James.

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[info]montaluca
2008-08-15 04:23 pm UTC (link)
"I don't have a problem! You're the one with the problem!" James replied, pouting in a rather unmanly way.

Eyes widening slightly James could nearly feel his jaw drop. Terry had WHAT? He couldn't exactly put his finger down on what feelings exactly this statement caused, but they were definitely not good and for a few seconds he felt like choking. Silently counting down from ten James tried to calm down. Nope, it didn't work. Whoever said that you should count to ten before you reply in anger was very wrong because it didn't help a damn bit.

Standing up rather abruptly and causing the chair to fall over James glared at Terry, hands balled into fists.

"I go away for a few fucking days and you let everyone who crosses your way fuck you? Bloody fantastic! I'd better leave now so you can run to your new best friend and fuckbuddy. Wouldn't want to keep you from him." Did that sour taste in his mouth come from the acid in his voice? Turning around James stomped towards the door.

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[info]terrynboot
2008-08-15 04:28 pm UTC (link)
"Wait, are you implying I'm a whore? HOW FUCKING DARE YOU, JAMES?" James was totally overreacting. "You go have sex with people all the time! You have NO RIGHT getting this angry! It's my life and I'll sleep with.." He was cut off by James turning and walking away. No. He was not letting him leave angry. Not at all.

"Lucy? James!" Terry ran to the door, wrapping his arms around his friend and tackling him to the floor. For a second he was worried James may have hurt his head, but he pushed that worry away. He pushed James back and straddled him, glaring down. "You are not leaving angry. You have no reason to be angry."

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[info]montaluca
2008-08-15 04:37 pm UTC (link)
Colliding with the floor had definitely not been among the things James had expected to happen. A yelp of surprise was followed by a slight moan of pain. Damn, now he had a headache to add to all the other shit as well. He'd worry about that one later though.

Anger still cursing through his veins like hot liquid James tried to push Terry off.

"I am leaving whenever I want and in whatever state I want! My reasons are none of your fucking business either, so get off me already and let me go!"

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[info]terrynboot
2008-08-15 04:42 pm UTC (link)
Terry was NOT letting go of James. He tried to push James back down, glaring down at him. "It's plenty of my fucking business when it concerns me!" He pushed all his weight down on James, leaning down. Damn. This was... hot. Terry fought back his blush and would have shifted to hide evidence of how much he liked this position... but then James would get away. Oh well.

"Lucy. Please look at me. You can't be mad at me." He gave a small smile. He couldn't handle James being angry. Not with HIM.

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[info]montaluca
2008-08-15 04:52 pm UTC (link)
If James wouldn't have been so angry he would have used the position to his advantage, but as it was he still was angry.

"Fucking get off already. In case you forgot I just ate a ton of food and I'm going to vomit if you don't get off right now!" Still glaring up at Terry he tried to calm down his breathing a bit.

"Don't you bloody call me Lucy. That's NOT my name." Normally Terry was the only one privileged to call him that without James telling him of. For the moment he had definitely lost that privilege.

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[info]terrynboot
2008-08-15 04:56 pm UTC (link)
"James! I didn't have sex with him. I lied!" Terry bit his bottom lip, trying not to cry. He was not going to lose his best friend. He wasn't. "You're still my best friend. Me being friends with Noel is not going to change that."

Oh great, now he really did want to cry. No. Not going to be a woman. "Please don't be mad." He turned the puppy eyes on. "Please."

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[info]montaluca
2008-08-15 05:03 pm UTC (link)
"Yeah, sure." If Terry had told him that he was going to marry the Queen James couldn't have sounded more believing either. He really, really wanted to believe that Terry hadn't had sex with that stupid bloke, but somehow he couldn't.

"You never lie because you're shit at lying, so don't try it now. And turn off the stupid puppy dog eyes, they are going to get you nowhere. Just let me fucking go already!" He squirmed some more, trying to get out from under Terry.

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[info]terrynboot
2008-08-15 05:07 pm UTC (link)
He was telling the truth and James didn't believe him? The thick-headed idiot! "I DIDN'T! I DID give him a blowjob, but that doesn't mean anything. I was drunk. I got drunk because you were gone and I missed you and even though you got me that Spongebob he's not MY Spongebob. And I'm still a virgin and if you use that against me I swear I'll never talk to you again!"

Terry frowned and he wasn't sure how long he could hold on. "I'm not letting you go."

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[info]montaluca
2008-08-15 05:20 pm UTC (link)
"OH and giving him a fucking blowjob is just SO MUCH better than letting him fuck you. Really Terry, just a blowjob ha, giving a 'new friend' a blowjob is an everyday occurrence, really. Completely meaningless. Why not give a stranger on the street just a blowjob, huh?!" James' glare seemed to intensify even more as new anger bubbled up.

"Jeez whatever and blaming it all on a stupid bloody toy, that's so pathetic! Boohoo, someone stole my toy, what to do now? Oh yes, right, I could go and give some random bloke a blowjob! So excuse me now, I really really have to go because unfortunately someone took my pen and now I have to find a guy to shag!"

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[info]terrynboot
2008-08-15 05:26 pm UTC (link)
"Don't you dare talk to me like that when YOU have actually fucked strangers!" Stupid James. Before Terry knew what he was doing he had punched him in the stomach and stood up, wiping away his tears. "Get out. Just get the bloody hell out. You shouldn't have to stay in a whore's place anymore so get the FUCK OUT!"

Stupid, stupid James. And stupid himself. Terry bit his bottom lip, trying to wipe away the tears and moved to the sofa. "I don't know what the bloody hell I ever saw in you." So much for not acting like a girl. Hopefully James would just let himself the hell out.

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[info]montaluca
2008-08-15 05:36 pm UTC (link)
He was just about to reply when Terry punched him, causing James to gasp instead. For a moment he thought all the food he had eaten earlier was going to come up again and he swallowed hard. Great, just great. Now he had a horrible headache, felt even sicker than before and all of this was just a complete mess.

Once he could somewhat breathe normally again James stood up, ignoring the fact that the ground seemed to be a bit unsteady under his feet.

"No worries, I will. Go and have a good time with Noel." He hissed before leaving, closing the door with a loud bang.

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[info]terrynboot
2008-08-15 05:41 pm UTC (link)
"Maybe I will!" But the door was already closed. Well, no point in trying to act like a man with nobody else around. Terry went to the fridge and grabbed his beers. He fully intended on drinking himself into oblivion... or at least drinking until he passed out. Stupid James.

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