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Tweak says, "BAZINGA!"

Chris Keller [Oz] (willkillfortoby) wrote in utr_logs,
@ 2008-03-26 16:11:00

Entry tags:

chris keller, tobias beecher

Who Chris and Toby
What Toby is an alcoholic and Chris wants him to stop. And it has nothing to do with his jealousy that Toby is spending time with somone else. Really.
Where The Beecher/Keller residence
When Wednesday afternoon
Rating R-ish. R-esque? Rated T for wTf?

Chris hadn't been home when Toby got back the day before from his little evening out at the bar. He had made sure Holly was alright-when he had started being concerned for the kid notonly because it would piss of Toby if he wasn't, who knew?-before grabbing the keys to his bike and taking off. He had driven for hours, ending up at some bar himself, drinking and passing out, waking up in a hotel room that someone had taken him to, charged to his credit card while he had been knocked out. He would have been a bit more pissed if he a)didn't have a pounding headache with his hang over and b)wasn't so relieved that the room was the only thing charged on the card, besides the drinks he had from the night before.

Pulling himself together, Chris headed back to Beecher's, his anger still there over the man's actions, his jealousy over Toby wanting to go to a bar 'by himself' (something Chris doubted) rather than have him come out to meet him added to it and now his annoyance at his headache, the sound of the bike making it worse.

It was not until around two o'clock that Chris pulled into the garage at their place-their place being a new thing to him since Holly had said she wanted him to move in, since Beecher had said he wanted him to live there-and trudging into the house, tugging off his coat and throwing his helmet and keys on it before heading for the bathroom for aspirin and a shower.

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willkillfortoby
2008-03-26 11:01 pm UTC (link)

"By fucking being here, Beecher! I don't fucking know, I just know I don't want you off at some fucking bar late at night when you should be fucking home here with me!" Chris snapped, his head bowing away slightly at his own words, gaze averting-Oh God, he was becoming that house wife-before he shook his head, hands balling into fists then relaxing as he tried to...Do something, say something, fix it. He called this home, he said he wanted to be home with Toby, he had to be going crazy. It sounded good to him. Fuck.

"So, what, you sit alone at some fucking bar after studying, huh? How the fuck am I-am I supposed to believe you're fucking not saying a word to anyone?" Right, pick a fight, keep the anger going. Violence solved everything, even thoughts of settling down invading one's brain.

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otherofoz
2008-03-26 11:14 pm UTC (link)

"I'm allowed to talk to people that aren't you, Chris," He growled out, still not deciding to stand, not even trying to address the first part.

"So I messed up. Obviously I'm going to pay for it." He stood, resigned to the fight he felt coming. He was... tired. Angry with himself, but for whatever reason, just couldn't bring himself to yell back.

It probably had something to do with him believing Chris was right.

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willkillfortoby
2008-03-26 11:18 pm UTC (link)

"I don't give a fuck if you're talking, Beecher, you just don't got the greatest of fucking track records when it comes to not fucking the first guy who throws you a smile when I'm not around!" Chris threw at him, not caring for this 'resigned' attitude Beecher seemed to be taking on, and deciding to throw a punch if the guy was so settled on being hit. Might as well give him what he wanted there. He was frustrated that he had to even think about the man being with someone else after all the shit he had done to get him to love him, trust him, ecetera fucking ecetera.

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	otherofoz 2008-03-26 11:25 pm UTC (link)
	The punch got an immediate reaction- at least it snapped him out of it. He shoved Chris back, hard, shaking off the punch. "This is all about your fucking jealousy? Holy shit," (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	willkillfortoby 2008-03-26 11:30 pm UTC (link)
	"This is about you, fucking going out to get drunk after bitching about wanting to be a good fucking father, Beecher," Chris wasn't going to be called out on that yet as he stepped forward to shove back at Toby. (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	otherofoz 2008-03-26 11:48 pm UTC (link)
	Toby sighed, "I fucking freaked, okay? I- I don't know what it was. A... hallucination, or something. I was- I just. I needed to, okay?" (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	willkillfortoby 2008-03-26 11:53 pm UTC (link)
	"No, it's not fucking okay, Beecher," Chris snarled, "You think you can just run off to get a drink any time you have a bad fucking dream? Least you could have done was call me. Fuck. Not just put a message up, hope I saw it! Christ, Beecher." (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	otherofoz 2008-03-26 11:58 pm UTC (link)
	"You don't know what the fuck you're talking about. It wasn't just a bad fucking dream. Shit. I felt it. Everything. All over again. I can't deal with- no. I'm sorry I didn't call you. But I wasn't exactly fucking thinking straight." It didn't help that Chris had been part of the bad dream. But he wasn't going to drag that into all this. (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	willkillfortoby 2008-03-27 12:03 am UTC (link)
	"You think I don't know about bad dreams, Beecher? I fucking died, I've seen fucking Hell, and you think I don't know about bad fucking dreams?" Chris yelled, arm flailing out as he moved to pace again, glaring at the other man, "Who did you go to? Who, instead of me, did you go to, Beecher?" (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	otherofoz 2008-03-27 12:11 am UTC (link)
	He knew the only way Chris was going to hear him was to punch him in the jaw, so he did just that, growling slightly. "I didn't fucking go to anyone. And I've seen it. I've been there, too. Don't pull that bullshit on me," (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	willkillfortoby 2008-03-27 12:28 am UTC (link)
	Taking the punch, not giving a damn, Chris glared at Toby, "Fuck you, Beecher, you aren't just sitting by yourself!" Chris wasn't going to believe that easily. He stepped back, so as not to get hit again right away, "Where do you go, huh?" (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	otherofoz 2008-03-27 12:31 am UTC (link)
	"Some fucking bar, what difference does it make?" He was glad for the extra space, seeming to relax a little from it. (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	willkillfortoby 2008-03-27 12:38 am UTC (link)
	"I wanna know, what's it to you?" Chris shrugged, "I want to know where is so much fucknig better than here, alright?" He wanted to know where he had to go, who he had to talk to, to fix this. (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	otherofoz 2008-03-27 12:45 am UTC (link)
	Something must have given Chris away, because Toby shook his head with a scoff. "No, fuck that. I'm not falling for that. Just fucking forget it," (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	willkillfortoby 2008-03-27 01:17 am UTC (link)
	"What?" Chris wouldn't dare feigning innocence, just seeming annoyed, "I'd like to know so maybe one night, one time I can find the man I fucking live with so I can have a drink with him. So much to ask?" (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	otherofoz 2008-03-27 01:20 am UTC (link)
	"You could fucking call. Or believe em when I said I wasn't going back." Which he had said, right? He was losing track, already. (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	willkillfortoby 2008-03-27 01:25 am UTC (link)
	"Oh yeah, because you'd fucking answer, would you?" Chris paused a moment, shaking his head, "Why are you hiding all of this from me?" (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	otherofoz 2008-03-27 01:37 am UTC (link)
	Toby rolled his eyes. "I'm not hiding something from you, I just don't think it's a big fucking deal. Seriously. I won't do it again. Let. It. Go," (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

willkillfortoby
2008-03-27 01:40 am UTC (link)

"Oh yeah, the guy who was trying to cut back after talking to God," Something Chris still didn't believe, "Going to get drinks rather than studying isn't a big deal," He scoffed, shaking his head. He could beat the man, he could hurt him, he could make him scream, but nothing would hurt Toby more than Chris just giving up, he was sure. The man responded to violence with anger. He responded differently to indifference or disappointment.

"Fine, Toby. Do what you want," He said quietly, simple in tone as he turned to walk back to the kitchen, to set to cleaning up the glass he had broken-another thing to add to the show.

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otherofoz
2008-03-27 01:50 am UTC (link)

"Chris-" He sighed as he watched the man walk away, just shaking his head and dropping back on the couch, putting his head in his hands. Chris was right- he was hurt, and frustrated, and... Chris didn't even seem to care. That probably made it worse. One side of him reminded him that it was Chris' fault, for not believing him about the nightmare. He hadn't done anything wrong, in his point of view.

But Chris seemed to hate him, and... that was worse.

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willkillfortoby
2008-03-27 02:01 am UTC (link)

Chris knew how to get out of arguments he knew he wouldn't win, and this was how to do it with Toby. Give the man time to hate himself for what he had said, done, or what have you, and Chris didn't need to do anything.

He waited a good ten minutes, taking time to calm himself down, to control his anger, before he came into the room with a glass of water that he put down on the coffee table in front of the man. "Here. Drink something," He said before moving to put the chair back in place and sitting down on it. As if nothing had happened. As if his jaw wasn't sore from being punched, as if Toby wasn't probably feeling the same thing.

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	otherofoz 2008-03-27 02:10 am UTC (link)
	Toby took the drink without comment, sighing as he settled back on the couch. He didn't speak, figuring Chris was setting himself up for... something. So he drank, and waited in uneasy silence. (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

willkillfortoby
2008-03-27 02:14 am UTC (link)

Chris had been wondering something for a while, since he had watched their show, that he thought bringing up right now would only serve his purpose of making Toby upset, making him see that he couldn't leave chris because Chris was the only one who would love him, even after all the shit he had done to push Chris away. It was a selfish kind of love Chris had sometimes. He had started out here, wanting Toby to be happy, doing anything he could, and now...Now it seemed happy meant away from Chris. And he didn't like that.

"Were you really going to rat me out to the feds, Toby? Back in Oz, back before I died. Where you going to make a deal?"

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	otherofoz 2008-03-27 02:22 am UTC (link)
	He visibly stilled once Chris brought up the deal, eyes darting up to glare at Chris. "Don't fucking- No. I- I couldn't. As you saw, I'm sure." The idea that Chris would use that against him pissed him off, but he knew any effort he made to move would be met with violence. So he just slid further back in the couch, and prayed that would be the end of it. (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	willkillfortoby 2008-03-27 02:29 am UTC (link)
	"Because I went and died on you, sure," Chris said casually, as if talking about the weather, "But if I didn't. Would you have done it?" He leaned back in his own chair, as if showing not only was he not interested in violence, but he didn't have any worry of Toby lashing out. "Would you use me like that, baby?" (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)