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kristoff_bundy (kristoff_bundy) wrote in unexpectedrpg,
@ 2008-07-05 18:13:00

Entry tags:

kristof bundy, seamus finnigan

Who: Seamus and Kris
What: Coffee and tux shopping
Where: London
When: Saturday June 21, 2002
Rating: E for everyone
Status: Closed/in progress

Kris felt sick from all the cigarettes he had smoked today in a feeble attempt to calm down. Still, he lit up another one as he waited for Seamus in front of the building his flat was in. Sunglasses on to hide the dark circles under his eyes, evidence to a few nights without sleep, Kris fidgeted and bit his bottom lip. This whole situation was driving him crazy and he felt so utterly restless that he wanted to run until he couldn't breathe anymore. With a sigh he leaned against the wall and looked up at the sky. Slowly exhaling the smoke Kris tried futilely to stop the nervous fidgeting. He was already craving some alcoholic drink again, knowing that although it was the worst solution it would at least soothe his mind a little.

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kristoff_bundy
2008-07-05 12:34 pm UTC (link)

Kris was too surprised to protest as he was ushered around the store and various tuxes (all looking the same to him) were pressed into his hands to try on. On top of that it was just unsettling how easy Seamus seemed to talk about weddings and wives all of a sudden.

"I won't look good in everything," He pointed out lowly. Disappearing in the dressing cabin Kris sighed, pushing a strand of hair from his forehead and looking at all the tuxes he felt his heart sink. Giving himself a mental kick he tried on the first one.

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seafinn
2008-07-05 12:41 pm UTC (link)

Time to put the plan into action. Operation make Kris jealous with another bloke. Seamus smirked as he watched Kris go into the little room, resisting the urge to follow him. Jar was one of the muggles he used to shag so it was easy talking him into things. Like a discount on the tux. Seamus smiled when he felt Jar wrap his arms around his waist. As long as the git didn't push it then things would be okay.

"You have it on yet? I want to see."

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kristoff_bundy
2008-07-05 12:48 pm UTC (link)

Taking off his sunglasses and looking into the small mirror Kris sighed softly. Well, it fit so it'd have to do. He was not in the mood to try on anything more.

"Yeah." As he came out his eyes only briefly rested on Jar's arm around Seamus' waist before he looked at seemingly interesting spot at the wall.

"I think it fits well enough. I'll take that one." He replied curtly before he disappeared behind the door of the dressing cabin again, not sure what emotion was stronger at the moment: anger or sadness.

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seafinn
2008-07-05 12:52 pm UTC (link)

"You can't just pick the first one you try on. Come on, you barely let me see it Kris." Seamus made sure to use his best whine. So Kris had been bothered. And he looked tired too. He did his best to ignore the fact that his ex-boyfriend was now attempting to kiss his neck while Kris was moping in the dress room.

"Just try one more. Please." His voice hitched a little as Jar actually kissed under his ear. Bugger. "Stop that." He mumbled back to the bloke. He didn't want Kris too upset.

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	kristoff_bundy 2008-07-05 12:54 pm UTC (link)
	"Well, too bad. I have seen it and I think it is okay, so I am going to take it," Kris replied coolly, trying to keep his hands from trembling as he changed back into his clothes. Damn, he wanted a cigarette and a very strong drink right now. (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	seafinn 2008-07-05 12:58 pm UTC (link)
	Bloody hell, the plan was backfiring. Badly too. Seamus pouted a little at the curtains, trying to brush off Jar's advances. "Fine. Come out and bring the tux so Jar can ring you-" He was startled when he found his ex kissing him and balled his hands into a fist. He was going to murder the fag. (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	kristoff_bundy 2008-07-05 01:04 pm UTC (link)
	As fate would have it Kris left the cabin that very moment, a variety of emotions flitting over his face before his eyes turned stony and he put his sunglasses back on. "You know what? I don't like any of the tuxes here and I really don't need one just now," He commented icily before he left the store, slamming the door behind him. (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	seafinn 2008-07-05 01:07 pm UTC (link)
	Seamus' fist collided with Jar's stomach and he growled at him. "You will keep that one on hold. If I find out you sold it you're dead." With that he hurried out the door, running after Kris. "Kris! Please, stop! Look, I'm sorry. He has it on hold. You can just give me the money and I'll give it to him. You can have the tux and you won't have to see him." (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

kristoff_bundy
2008-07-05 01:12 pm UTC (link)

Kris resisted the suddenly very prominent thought of stopping and spilling his coffee over Seamus's shirt. He laughed without real joy as he walked on, only wanting to get home as fast as possible now.

"I don't care about seeing him, you stupid arse. And I don't care about the tux and I don't want to have it, so just go back to lover boy and leave me the fuck alone."

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	seafinn 2008-07-05 01:14 pm UTC (link)
	"You need the blasted tux because as much as you hate it this marriage thing is not going away. You need to stop hiding from it and just face reality!" Seamus, no longer caring that he was in public, grabbed Kris and wrapped his arms around him. "He kissed me. I'm sorry. Please don't be mad. I didn't kiss him back. The only bloke I want to kiss is you." (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	kristoff_bundy 2008-07-05 01:19 pm UTC (link)
	"I am not fucking hiding from it and I can get a bloody tux elsewhere!" Kris tensed up, trying to push Seamus away. Now anger was definitely the dominating emotion. "Yeah sure. That's what they always say. Just fuck off and go to your awesome wife or your lover boy. I can't stand looking at you right now!" (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	seafinn 2008-07-05 01:22 pm UTC (link)
	"Goddammit Kris, will you bloody stop it? I'm sorry. He's not my fucking loverboy and my wife is only awesome because she's okay with my... Well... how I guess I feel about you." He mumbled the last bit and refused to let go. "don't leave me. please." (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

kristoff_bundy
2008-07-05 01:29 pm UTC (link)

"Jeez, you are really good at pretending, aren't you Seamus? I bet you have your toyboys all around town," Kris replied icily. Seeing Seamus with that bloke had hurt him more than he'd ever admit and after sitting through Seamus wedding it was the last thing he needed to snap completely. Carelessly dropping his coffee Kris pushed Seamus away, fighting the need to just run.

"Oh you won't miss me. I bet there are other eager boys waiting around just for you to grace them with your presence." With that he took a step back and not caring if anyone saw him or not apparated, giving into the need to get away, just get away from it all.

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seafinn
2008-07-05 01:34 pm UTC (link)

"Dammit. Dammit Kris." Seamus cursed, looking at a couple people who were outright staring. Fuck. He smiled, quickly doing a memory charm before hurrying to Kris' apartment. He would not give up. He couldn't. He had no idea if Kris was there or not, but he wasn't giving up. Seamus banged on the door, ignoring the pain in his hands. When nobody answered he gave up, sliding down and resting against the door. He fisted his hands and shut his eyes, hating himself.

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kristoff_bundy
2008-07-05 01:41 pm UTC (link)

Kris had apparated to Hyde Park, given that he always felt a little trapped in the thing he called his flat. His hands were shaking badly as he tried to find his cigarettes and it took quite a few attempts to light one of them. He was glad he had brought his sunglasses, biting his bottom lip as he tried to hold back tears. Fuck. Why had he ever fallen for this? The outcome of the few relationships he had had before had always been heartbreak and this couldn't even be called a relationship. At the moment it seemed that life was simply becoming too much.

Sitting down on a bench Kris stared at the ground, thinking that it was probably best if he'd go home. Really home, as in to his parents where he could hide from the world for a little while and get his act together.

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