Felix Dawkins (suburbiaphobic) wrote in valarlogs, @ 2015-02-16 17:00:00 |
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Entry tags: | !complete, felix dawkins, teddy altman (hulkling) |
Who: Felix Dawkins and Teddy Altman
When:Backdated: Friday, February 6th. Evening
Where: Always
What: Meeting and flirting
Rating/Warnings: Mostly family friendly. Small implication of sex.
Status: Complete
It was Friday night, which meant Felix was out, looking for a good time. He’d spent the week planning an Oscars party for an actress and now that the party was two days away, he was off duty until Sunday evening so he was going to take advantage of that time and have some fun. He’d decided to head over to Always, planning on seeking out Faye, the owner, now that they had spoken briefly on Valarnet, the on-line community he’d recently found that he’d thought could be a good place to promote his business further. Fee’s Events had been around for the last couple of years, but that didn’t mean that he needed to stop promoting.
Grabbing a drink from the bar, Felix turned and glanced out at the dance floor, surveying the various groups that were present at the club that evening as he took a sip of his drink.
Theodore had enjoyed his New Year’s Eve night at Always, and after the day he’d had, he wanted a drink. A good one.
He wasn’t feeling particularly social, but that didn’t mean he was feeling antisocial either. At his core, Theodore was an outgoing introvert. He didn’t have a problem talking to people, but he didn’t enjoy being out every night, either.
It wasn’t too crowded tonight--not like it’d been on New Year’s Eve--so it was easy for him to get to the bar and order himself a drink. He’d taken a cab here, and he’d take another one home, so he ordered a Long Island Iced Tea, because why not?
Felix had just taken a sip of his drink when the blond approached the bar. He watched him out of the corner of his eye, telling himself that he was familiar somehow. Felix didn’t really watch a lot of TV, but considering he worked with a lot of different celebrities, it was entirely possible that he’d seen him at one of the parties he’d planned or even at another club. Clubbing was one of Felix’s favorite things to do when he wasn’t busy. “Be careful with those. Too many of them can knock you on your arse.” He said, smirking, in reference to the Long Island Iced Tea that had just been set down on the bar in front of the blond.
The accent piqued Theodore’s interest, and he turned his head towards the speaker. Dark hair, pale skin, interested body language, and a smirk--but no recognition, at least that Teddy could see. Good. “How do you know that’s not the goal?” he asked in reply.
“Oh?” Felix quirked a brow at the blond, “And what horrible thing has happened to you that you need the help of gin, vodka, rum and tequila to forget it?” It was possible that that wasn’t the case, but judging by his response, Felix had an idea that it might be. Or he could be completely wrong. Either way, it was an easy way to make conversation.
“Could be celebratory,” Theodore replied, not wanting to be pigeonholed as a ‘sad drunk’. “It’s not, though,” he admitted. “Long day.”
“Work related long day?” Felix inquired, taking a sip of his drink as he watched the blond, trying to figure out what sort of job he could have that would be tough enough to warrant a few Long Island Iced Teas. Of course he didn’t have to have had a long day at work, but he found that that was usually the case when someone said they’d had a long day.
“Sort of--I mean, it happened at work, but it wasn’t because of work,” Theodore replied, stirring his drink as he sighed. “Sorry, I’m not….” he squared his shoulders a little. He could flirt. He used to do it all the time. He didn’t even have to be interested. Although--dark hair, lithe frame--yeah, he was interested.
He smiled, refocusing his attention on the other man. “I don’t consider myself to be a maudlin drinker. And I came out to be around people, so. You should distract me from my self-pitying thoughts and tell me how you found yourself here.”
A sly smile spread across Felix’s lips at the blond’s suggestion and he pushed himself away from the bar to close a little of the distance between them, solely so that they would be able to hear one another better of course. The club was rather noisy after all and if they were going to have a conversation, being able to hear one another was key, wasn’t it?
“Well, for one thing, out of all the bars and clubs I’ve been to out here, this one has some of the best drinks I’ve ever had. Not too strong, but they don’t skimp either.” Felix took a sip of said drink, “None of that cheap stuff.” He’d been to far too many clubs that tried to pass off the cheap stuff by putting it in the more expensive bottles, “Not to mention, the company isn’t too bad either.”
Theodore had invited this, he had to remember. He used to be good at this. But he felt awkward, clumsy, as the brunet moved close. He could smell the faint scent of cologne, and he lifted his glass to let the small of alcohol and soda fill his nostrils.
“They do have good drinks,” he agreed, hoping his expression was still flirtatious, inviting. “I’m Theo,” he decided, impulsively. It wasn’t a name he was generally known by, but he watched the other man’s expression carefully for any recognition.
While he did feel like he’d seen the blond before, Felix couldn’t quite place him still. Considering how many actor’s he’d worked with since moving to California, once he realized who he was, he’d probably be surprised that he hadn’t recognized him in some capacity, “Felix. Nice to meet you.” He took a sip of his drink, “So, I assume that you come here often then, Theo?”
Figuring he was safe for now, Theodore smiled again at Felix. “This is actually only my second time here,” he admitted. “I was last here on New Year’s. I heard about it through some people, and…” he made a vague gesture with his hand. “It’s nice enough. Not populated by aspiring actors or millionaires or anything like that. It reminds me of New York, a little.”
Felix laughed, nodding, “That’s true, but there are plenty of those types of clubs out here, if you ever are in the mood for that. I, on the other hand, spend enough time with famous people that sometimes it’s nice to be among the masses as nice as the VIP treatment could be.” Who was he kidding, Felix loved the VIP treatment and while he didn’t mind having his picture taken in the least, especially when it helped his business, sometimes he liked to go out and without flashes going off because of who he was hanging out with that evening. Of course, had he known that he was talking to a celebrity he might not have been quite so honest. “Did they go all out here on New Year’s Eve? I’ve talked to the owner before and she seems like the type to go all out.”
“I guess?” Theodore shrugged and smiled. “People were laid back and happy, and the champagne was good. That was pretty much all I cared about.” But he didn’t want to talk about New Year’s Eve. He wanted to get his mind off of things. “So tell me about this job of yours that involves you being around famous people all the time. The last time I was here I met someone who said that to me as well, so I thought--okay, actor, right? Everyone in this town is an actor--and she...sort of was? But I bet you’ll never guess what she does.” His tone was teasing, but engaged, too--an attempt to draw Felix into an actual conversation and away from just small talk. Anecdotes worked well for that. Everyone loved a story.
“I wish I could remember New Year’s Eve, but I got extremely pissed sometime before Midnight so it’s all one great blur.” Not that Felix was complaining much, to be honest. He’d been at a New Year’s Eve party that he’d planned for a client so it wasn’t like he’d passed out in an alley somewhere. “I’m a party planner actually. I get a lot of celebrity clients.” Felix didn’t mind an actual conversation in the least if it meant more time with the good looking blond, “And now I’m intrigued. What was her job? Don’t tell me she’s a hooker to the stars.” In this town Felix wouldn’t be the least bit surprised.
Theodore laughed, and shook his head. “Disney character actor,” he pronounced. “Like, Cinderella and shit? I couldn’t believe it. It’s one of those jobs that you know exist but never think you’re going to meet someone who actually does it, you know?” It wasn’t as if he didn’t respect it--anyone who had to deal with children on a daily basis and stay in character was someone worthy of respect, or at the very least, pity--it was just that he was still so blown away that this was a real job and he’d met someone who actually did it.
Felix’s eyes widened slightly and he started laughing, “You’re joking. Serious?” Felix couldn’t really make fun of that type of job, because they were basically getting paid for playing dress up, but it was still extremely amusing to actually hear about, “I could never do that. Can’t stand kids other than my niece.” Kira was the exception to almost every rule that Felix had, “Did she seem like she enjoyed it?” He took a sip of his drink.
“She seemed to,” Theodore replied, and shrugged, smiling a little at Felix--he was dynamic when he laughed. Slightly theatrical, maybe, but in a way that seemed natural and not pretense. He could see why people would have confidence in his parties. “Me...I tend to feel the same way you do about kids. My cousins are cute, and I’ve worked with kids on set before, but child actors are their own kind of freakish.” he admitted. It was one of the reasons his parents had never let him pursue acting outside of school productions when growing up. It was only now, having lost them, and having started dreaming about them, that he appreciated just how normal they’d made his childhood, much to his chagrin at the time.
He glanced down at his glass, somehow having finished most of his Long Island without even noticing. That was probably why he was talking. It was easier--a little liquid courage, as the saying went. When he glanced back up at Felix he smiled more broadly. “This is probably just the Long Island talking, and I’m probably going to regret asking--though not as much as you’d probably regret saying yes….”
There was a lot of probablys in that. Definitely feeling the alcohol.
“...but would you be interested in getting out of here?”
Felix quirked a brow slightly as the blond mentioned being on set and child actors so he deduced that he must also be an actor, but since he hadn’t mentioned it outright before he’d started drinking, Felix assumed that he hadn’t meant to divulge that information just yet, so he didn’t comment. Not yet at least.
When asked if he wanted to get out of there, a grin spread across Felix’s full lips and he tossed back the remainder of his own drink, “Where do you have in mind, blondie?” He certainly wasn’t about to turn down an offer from a hot guy tonight.
Theodore shrugged, licked his lips as he stirred the ice in his glass. “Somewhere...private?” This was probably a stupid idea, but why not? He hadn’t done anything stupid for awhile.
“My apartment isn’t too far from here,” Felix said, placing his empty glass on the bar top, “Is that private enough?” When he’d come out that evening he hadn’t expected to bring anyone home, but he certainly wasn’t against it. This guy was hot and he would be crazy to let him get away.
An invitation back to someone’s place usually meant sex. And...surprising even himself, Theodore was okay with that. Looking forward to it, even. It’d been awhile--since New York, since being closeted and working and dealing with dreams wasn’t exactly conducive to finding people to have sex with.
Maybe this was exactly what he needed, to get his mind off things.
“Yeah,” he said softly. “Yeah, I’d like that.”