Outskirts of the city

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Awesome nerd

Byron Simmons

"I like you well enough..."

Byron looked up every now and then, more to check on the stupid man than to really see what he was doing. After a few minutes, after setting the noodles and starting to make the sauce, the man looked up at Archaeus and grinned. "Are you doing alright, Your Highness?" he asked, biding a smirk.

"... so let's skip the romance~"

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Archaeus Chartreuse


By the time he was addressed, Archaeus was busy observing a strange show. It was a movie about toys running amok. Rather odd if you ask him.
Almost glad to be distracted by the bizarre movie, the man turned to look over at Byron, giving him a smile that could charm even Prince Charming - if he wasn't him already! "I'm doing well enough." he replied drearily and motioned to the TV. "This movie, however... It's strange. It needs more beauty, more live-action, more me! Don't you think so?" he sighed while shaking his head in disappointment. Honestly, what were the creators of this atrocity thinking?! Or perhaps they did request him and he was simply too busy with other movies? Yes, that made much more sense! If that was the case then he supposed he could excuse... this.

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Awesome nerd

Byron Simmons

"I like you well enough..."

Stirring the sauce absently, the chef-in-training licked his lips, eyes tracing over that delicious figure and only partially listening to the man's complaints. Hearing his opinion asked, Byron made a small sound and looked back to Archaeus' face, feeling his hair rustle as he did. Was he caught in the act of checking him out? Oh no, he's just complaining about Toy Story. He stopped the sigh he could feel coming on and merely smiled, choosing to open his mouth after a moment. "Well, Your Highness, they probably were afraid that if you were in the movie, the entire plot would be derailed by your beauty. The audience would be too busy staring at you to notice that they were watching a movie."
His excuse, although lame, was the best he could think of while staring at such an attractive and stupid man, so Byron didn't much care if he was believed or even acknowledged. He just continued to stir the sauce and stare dreamily at Archaeus' arse.

"... so let's skip the romance~"

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Archaeus Chartreuse


No matter how lame the excuse was, if it had Archaeus' name in it with beauty in the same sentence, he found it completely believable. He turned to face the screen and tilted his head thoughtfully at it, tucking the fist that held the remote underneath his chin. "Ah yes, I suppose that does make sense." he mumbled. After a moment even that reason couldn't help him watch this movie, so he turned back to face Byron. "Your food, is it ready?" he asked and began making his way to him.

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Awesome nerd

Byron Simmons

"I like you well enough..."

"Nearly," he replied, draining the noodles and pouring the sauce in. A few sprigs of broccoli, a smattering of Parmesan, and the dish was finally finished. Byron carefully divided the pasta into two bowls, sticking a fork in each and reaching for wine glasses. "Wait, how old are you?" asked the male, lowering his hand and glancing over the other man. He wouldn't get in too much trouble if Archaeus was older than 18.

"... so let's skip the romance~"

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Archaeus Chartreuse


"Hmm?" Archaeus blinked then, with a light sigh held his hands up in a shrug. He had forgotten that there were secrets he kept from even his most persistent fans. "I may appear seventeen, but I assure you that I am far older than that! Perhaps a century. It's been so long that I can't remember." he said woefully. "Yes, ever since I was bitten by that horrid vampire because they wanted blood of someone so perfect. I guess I can't blame them. I'd do the same thing."

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Awesome nerd

Byron Simmons

"I like you well enough..."

"You were bitten by a vampire? It explains your perfect skin," purred the blonde as he poured two glasses, making sure to add a little vodka and rum to Archaeus' glass. Now that everything was perfect, he smiled to himself and carried the dishes to a small wooden table, setting the glasses down and quickly sipping from his own, untainted one. He smiled at the other male. "Shall we toast, Your Highness?" he asked, raising his glass a little.

"... so let's skip the romance~"

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Master Thief, Jackson Rivers

Jackson sighed from the sidewalk, staring at nothing in particular. It had been two weeks since he hung up the Master Thief's title. Turns out trying to get a job without a high school diploma is a lot harder than he thought. He tried his hand at fast food, but two days in and he was accused of stealing by the real thief, although the thief was a pretty, young girl that knew how to use her looks on the boss. Needless to say, Jackson lost his job for not being a thief. Ironic.
And now he stood here, a bright yellow vest over his torso and a hat on top of his head, leaned against a large stop sign as he waited for people to cross. It was a job his uncle gave him last minute, but it was a job nonetheless.

 

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Jack Christie

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"Hey," greeted a familiar voice from behind the crossing guard. Jack stood with an ice cold bottle of water in one hand and an apple in the other, a sympathetic look on his face. "You got time for a short break?" he asked, holding out the water in an attempt to tempt the man.

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Master Thief, Jackson Rivers

Jackson turned when he heard the voice, smiling lightly at the sight of his boyfriend. He opened his mouth to speak when he noticed someone across the street. "Give me a second to help them out," he said while stepping onto the street with the sight held up. He waited for the cars to stop before motioning for the young woman to cross. She got to the other side relatively quickly, and just as Jackson was about to leave a car crossed with the window open. Two teenagers poked their head out, one of them holding out a phone to record his friend tossing a milkshake at the crossing guard. They burst out in laughter and sped off as Jackson exploded into a mess of pink.
Jackson winced at the milkshake covering his entire backside, lifting his arms to look at the liquid dripping off his arms. He turned to look at the truck driving off quickly, memorizing their license plate to... To what? It wasn't like he was going to steal from them. Sighing, the crossing guard trudged back to his lover, giving him a small smile.
"At least it felt refreshing," he attempted to joke, but it was clear he was miserable. He tried shaking off some of the liquid from his arm and pulled out a handkerchief to wipe the back of his stop sign. "That's the third time this week. I don't get what's so funny about it," he sighed.

 

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Jack Christie

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Jack winced at the display, yanking out a notepad to write down the license plate as fast as he could. He put the notepad away, then turned to comfort Jackson, or at least attempt to. "You're too good for this job," he said, taking out a handkerchief of his own and trying to wipe off some of the liquid. "Just quit, Jackson. This isn't worth it. And I know you don't enjoy it because who would?" Tossing away the ruined cloth, he placed his hands on Jackson's shoulders, looking into his eyes. "Just come home with me. Please. I can't bear seeing you like this and you're already getting really sticky."

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Master Thief, Jackson Rivers

"I can't just quit, Jack. It's not right to mooch off of you," Jackson insisted. He smiled softly at him. "It's okay. Honest. I'll turn my vest inside-out. Don't worry about me, okay?"

 

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Jack Christie

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"But I can support us both!" persisted the former coach. "I'm getting grants and I still have a lot of savings, plus there's always that gold bar you gave me for my birthday. You don't have to do this!"

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Master Thief, Jackson Rivers

Jackson shook his head. "I don't want to have you pay for everything, even if you insist it's okay. Besides, I can't just sit still. I hate this job, yeah, but I'd hate turning into a slob even more." He hoisted the sign over his shoulder and gave the coach a small smile. "It'll be okay, Jack. I'll see you at home, alright?"

 

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Jack Christie

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ack, although reluctant, nodded and stepped back, waving a little before starting to step away. There had to be something he could do. He pulled out his phone, going far, far back into his texts to the night that Jackson borrowed his phone. Okay, this guy should be able to help! He sent the man a quick text, hoping that if Jackson wouldn't listen to him, he'd at least listen to family.

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