Tweak

InsaneJournal

Tweak says, "We will survive."

Username: 
Password:    
Remember Me
  • Create Account
  • IJ Login
  • OpenID Login
Search by : 
  • View
    • Create Account
    • IJ Login
    • OpenID Login
  • Journal
    • Post
    • Edit Entries
    • Customize Journal
    • Comment Settings
    • Recent Comments
    • Manage Tags
  • Account
    • Manage Account
    • Viewing Options
    • Manage Profile
    • Manage Notifications
    • Manage Pictures
    • Manage Schools
    • Account Status
  • Friends
    • Edit Friends
    • Edit Custom Groups
    • Friends Filter
    • Nudge Friends
    • Invite
    • Create RSS Feed
  • Asylums
    • Post
    • Asylum Invitations
    • Manage Asylums
    • Create Asylum
  • Site
    • Support
    • Upgrade Account
    • FAQs
    • Search By Location
    • Search By Interest
    • Search Randomly

Soren LeBeau ([info]sang_froid) wrote in [info]utr_logs,
@ 2011-08-09 23:12:00

Previous Entry  Add to memories!  Tell a Friend!  Next Entry
Entry tags:soren lebeau, teja wartooth (younger)

Who: Sor LeBeau and Teja Wartooth.
What: Sor is an idiot and Teja is going to help.
When: Tuesday night.
Where: London hospital then Soren's flat.
Warnings: Yes.


Sometimes he didn't know why he did it, but he'd gotten into a fight with someone at a club that was far, far, bigger than him. Granted, he knew he could kick the dude's ass - magic helped like that - but he let him throw him out of the club window anyway. Shards of glass had lined his arms and face, and he'd been immediately shuffled off to a hospital. It didn't bother him, except for the part that he didn't want to go to a hospital. He just wanted to go home, stitch himself up, and go to sleep.

But instead, he'd had to sock an orderly in the face, knocking him out, before knicking some needles and thread and gauze. He was sitting on the curb outside the patient pickup center, sewing a particularly deep cut as he waited for Teja.



Page 6 of 6
<<[1] [2] [3] [4] [5] [6] >>

(Post a new comment)


[info]sang_froid
2011-08-13 04:22 am UTC (link)
"Why'd you take your socks off? Weirdo." He yawned and stripped, having always been a fan of sleeping naked, and he sprawled out next to Teja. "No ripping my stitches in my sleep, now."

(Reply to this)


[info]sonofahaus
2011-08-13 04:26 am UTC (link)
"I don't fuck with them on," Teja said with a browquirk of 'who the hell fucks with their socks on?', before disrobing once more and stretching out. "Wasn't planning on it, skip." That said, he looked over at Sor, and leaned over to rumple his hair roughly again, tugging gently, because he could. "You're going to be fine, just gotta stop being such an idiot."

(Reply to this)


[info]sang_froid
2011-08-13 04:28 am UTC (link)
"You know what's not comforting? You." He grinned and snapped his teeth at Teja's wrist, rolling over to turn out the light. "It's like a shark telling you 'oh, hey, the ocean's not so bad'."

(Reply to this)


[info]sonofahaus
2011-08-13 04:44 am UTC (link)
"While circling you, no less, yeah. I know," he said as he yawned, continuing on, "S'why I only save the comfort shit for you. You know it's sincere even if it's moderately unnerving." He rolled onto his stomach and wrapped his arm around the pillow, dropping his head on it with a rumble of comfort.

(Reply to this)


[info]sang_froid
2011-08-13 04:47 am UTC (link)
The bed was the only thing Sor had splurged on in his flat; the mattress was the space age foam kind, and he burrowed down next to Teja, debating for half a second before rolling toward him and nuzzling his nose into the other man's chest.

(Reply to this)


Page 6 of 6
<<[1] [2] [3] [4] [5] [6] >>


Home | Site Map | Manage Account | TOS | Privacy | Support | FAQs