|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
 Posted: Sun Jan 03, 2010 5:33 pm
It'd been a lovely time at Khalla's, excellent food, swapping gifts, and just... friendly chatter.
But he still had to give Dem -that- gift. The one it took him so long to get.
He unlocked the door and Let Dem go in first before closing up behind them.
"Did you have a good time?" He asked double checking the knob just to be sure no one had tampered with it, glancing over his desk as he always did to make sure things weren't disturbed.
"Here... give me the rest of those Pixie sticks so you won't make yourself sick..." He held out his hand for the box. "You can show me tomorrow how to set up this ipod..."
|
 |
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Sun Jan 03, 2010 6:01 pm
"Of course man, thanks for taking me! It was fun and mmm the food was sooooo good!"
He turned to eye the other, keeping a tight hold on his Pixie Stix box.
"But...but Z! Cmooooon man I'll be good, promise! Really really, sweaaaaar I'll be good..."
Slooowly he scooted back, heading towards his side of the room to hide the Pixie Stix box before Z could grab it and hide them.
Besides...
"Z man, I got a present you HAVE to open okay?"
HA distraction!
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Sun Jan 03, 2010 6:04 pm
Z arched his eyebrows... so he wasn't the only one with 'extras' up his sleeve, clever Dem, very Clever.
"Really, I have one for you too... " He said and followed still reaching for the pixie sticks. "Come on, I'll trade you one of those Rock-soda's you like. That will MORE than sugar you up. You will -not- be good with this much temptation and you -know- it."
He added his own present mention almost casually, like 'i just took out the trash' or 'do you want some gum' just to be an extra tease about it too.
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Sun Jan 03, 2010 6:24 pm
He was still hugging the box, though the mention of the delicious Rockstar drink -did- earn quite a bit of his attention.
"..You'll trade. Really? But...you'll still let me have some of these right? Later? PROMISE? Cause it wouldn't be right to take away my gift from Khalla ya kn-----you have something for me?"
There! THAT made him look pretty willing to hand the box over! Good job Z.
"Well...you still have to open yours first, cause I said so!"
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Sun Jan 03, 2010 6:27 pm
"I'm not going to eat them, You can still -have- them just in smaller doses that...well -this-" He said taking the box.
"Alright... I'll open mine first but you need to help me get yours back from where i hid it... ok?" He smirked anticipating the reaction... ohh he was going to -flip-.
But he was also betting whatever Dem got him glowed in the dark, this should be ...interesting.
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Sun Jan 03, 2010 6:54 pm
"You can have some! Just don't eat them all or hide them forever or..."
Reluctantly he gave up the box, but that left his hands free to get Z's gift!
"I'll help! But fiiiirst..."
He was gone for a brief moment, dashed to his side of the room to dig out the gift from where he'd hidden it. But soon enough he was back at Z's side and handing him two packages.
"Open the bigger one first okay?"
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Sun Jan 03, 2010 6:59 pm
Z arched an eyebrow and stared at the packages... two? -really-?
"ALlllright?" He said and sat down on the edge of his bed, putting the smaller package beside him, and the pixie sticks -behind- him for safe keeping he started carefully undoing the tape on the paper.
He was -fairly- certain Demy was one of those people whom -hated- the careful removal of tape but -still-.
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Sun Jan 03, 2010 7:09 pm
The bigger package was about the size of a book, wrapped in bright colorful paper...really Z should have been thankful it didn't glow in the dark. Shaking it would earn little more than a thud, and it seemed a good weight..not too heavy, but not very light either.
The smaller package was wrapped in the same paper, and shaking it earned a thud and a bit of a rattle. Hrm.
And yes, he really -did- hate the careful dissection of a present. Paper (as awesome and shiny as it was) was made for RIPPING. Why the hell wasn't Z ripping it apart? Sigh. The blonde shifted around a bit, watching Z carefully for his reaction. Whenever Z -did- manage to get the paper off he'd find a collection of leather-bound journals.
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Sun Jan 03, 2010 7:14 pm
"Journals!" he said in surprise and flipped the pages to see if they were written in, blank or lined... was...the other pens?
Be carefully opened the little box too curious.
"Thank you!" He said realizing one of the journals had a panda printed in the corner of the cover as well, cute...err... in so far as guys thought things were cute kind of way.
"Wow, these are, really nice actually." he said as he carefully undid the rest of the tape on the smaller.
He glanced up with a smile of 'we're in the room and its safe to show this expression' kind of look.
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Sun Jan 03, 2010 7:19 pm
Finally! Once the paper was off and Z had seen the journals Demy broke in with his rambling.
"Yeah! I wanted to get you something like..useful, cause you want things to be useful and practical and I thought maybe man you could write plans in them or or...something! So I got you a lined one and a blank one for any plans that needed to be drawn out. And and and!"
He scooted over closer, gesturing to one of the journals that was a bit smaller and had a star printed on a bottom corner of the cover.
"That one! If you need to leave me a note or something you can write it in there okay? I'll check and stuff!"
A hand went up to absently rub at the back of his head. Was he...nervous?
The smaller package contained...a roll of tape. The same kind Z had taped the floor with what seemed like forever ago.
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Sun Jan 03, 2010 7:25 pm
A grin spread across his face at the journals, and he nodded in appreciation at the star one even. "That... is very clever." He said. "I'll have to teach you how to set a simple trap for your nebby friend too." He said teasing slightly about finding his mousetrap on Dem's desk and his ink trap discharged as well.
The tape though made him lift both eyebrows.
"....tape?" He blinked, glancing back up at Dem for an explanation.
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Sun Jan 03, 2010 7:29 pm
"I guess you're rubbing off on me huh?"
A trap might be dangerous. He'd probably set it off on himself a few times before getting the hang of it..hrm.
No time to worry about it now though.
"Yep, tape. Just in case you want to fix up the grid after part three of your present."
He'd been steadily slinking closer and closer, so that by the time he mentioned a part three he was right in front of Z and kneeling on the floor so they were at a more appropriate height.
Part three came in the form of a kiss, one given by snagging his friend and pulling him in for said kiss. It was deep, it was loving, it was passionate.
....And unfortunately tinted with the flavor of pixie stix still on the blonde's lips.
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Sun Jan 03, 2010 7:39 pm
About the only word that came to mind just then was 'woah...'
Keanu Reeves would have been proud. Or confused... probably the latter.
For a full second he was too stunned to do anything but -sit- there with Dem mashed against him, eyes wide, before he actually... just let it happen.
A tang of... green apple and soft, warm... kiss.
Odd... this probably shouldn't be so nice all things considered, being that Dem was a guy...who liked guys. Who liked -him-....
But it rather was.
He found himself with his fingers knotted in Dem's shirt, kissing back if a little nervously. After all it wasn't like he had much idea what he was doing.
His cheeks were hot when they split for air...
"...wow..." he said quietly.
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Sun Jan 03, 2010 8:26 pm
"So...good gifts, huh?"
Demy was grinning happily, his own cheeks burning just a bit.
There was, however, just a hint of impatience. Yes he wanted to give Z his gifts, and yes he really did hope Z enjoyed them (kiss and all). But now he was really really really curious. Just -what- had Z gotten him?
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Sun Jan 03, 2010 8:33 pm
"Yeah..." he said and then glanced towards the tiled ceeling... and pointed.
"It's... up there. I had to climb on the dresser last time. But I needed you not to see it..." He grinned a little catching the edge of curious in Dem's eyes. He was well used to looking for it.
He contemplated, for one strange moment a tease about #3 gifts, and if he could redouble the efforts. But he honestly wanted to see how the gift was liked. Demy didn't, after all have a bad ear for music, he just needed time.
"Give me a hand? I'll get it down?"
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Reply
