Shacking up (one-shot)
Apr. 13th, 2009 04:59 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
bowl_of_glowAuthor’s note: Just ‘cause writing makes me feel better.
Always the same boys of ‘the dialogues’... ;)
Previously: First impressions
Soul of the Party
April Fools
Shacking up
You don't marry someone you can live with, you marry the person who you cannot live without.
(Anonymous)
Looking back...10 years ago...
“So, friend. What do you think?”
“It’s... it’s nice, Jack.”
“Nice.”
*pause*
“Nice? That’s all you have to say about our future house?”
“Yeah... No, I mean... I like it. I really do.”
“But...?”
“But what?”
“I sense there’s something you’re not saying, Enn.”
“No, I...”
“And don’t you lie to me, Del Mar.”
“It’s just...”
“... what?”
“I don’t know... The painting.”
“What’s wrong with the painting?”
*pause*
“Just thought it would be nice to have, you know. A house with rooms with the same color, that’s all.”
“Is that what you don’t like? ‘Cause you said this was up to me. And I wanted a colorful home.”
“Is not that I don’t like it, Jack... It’s just... Doesn’t it look a little ...weird?”
“Looks just fine to me.”
“Mmm. Still think a red bedroom’s weird.”
“Hey, now. Don’t you even think about changing the color of that bedroom. It’s perfect just the way it is.”
“It’s red.”
“Yep, last time I checked.”
“A red bedroom.”
“Stop saying it like that, Jesus! I saw it’s red, Ennis, I painted it myself! What’s wrong with red?”
“Can’t sleep in there. I dunno, it makes me... nervous.”
“You serious? And you say I am the weird one.”
“We should re-paint those walls white.”
“Oh, no, we won’t. You don’t need to sleep in the bedroom, anyway.”
“What the hell are you talking about?”
“Why do you think I’m going to move here with you, uh? I thought this way we could spend some ‘quality time’ alone in here, my ol’ man.”
“That’s the only thing you can think about.”
“Yep, when I’m around you.”
*sigh*
“And when is the bed gonna be delivered, by the way?”
“Err... That guy said on Monday. I think.”
“Monday? And where are we going to sleep ‘till then?”
“Told you. We don’t need to sleep. We’ll spend our time making love like crazy.”
“You really can’t be serious about this whole thing, uh?”
“Not joking, man. You can sleep a little on the floor if you need some rest, and you’ll need it soon ‘cause I’m planning to wear you out.”
“That’s so, uh?
“Yep, look... I bought this, too... Maybe we could put it on the floor and just sleep there...”
“What the hell is that?”
“A rug.”
“And you killed some animal to have it?”
“You’re not funny.”
“Didn’t mean to be! Why is it so... furry?”
“Just because! Why do you care?”
“I’m trying to understand why you bought that ugly thing in the first place.”
“It matched the walls.”
“That’s what I was afraid of. I’m gonna live with a psycho.”
“In a house furnished in very good taste.”
“You’re crazy.”
“That’s one of the reasons why you like me.”
“Yep.”
“So?”
“I guess I can put up with a red bedroom.”
“Thought so.”
“But no furry rug, friend.”
The bedroom’s still red. No rug though. Lol!
Alright, I need some silliness sometimes.
Love ya all.
B.
Always the same boys of ‘the dialogues’... ;)
Previously: First impressions
Soul of the Party
April Fools
Shacking up
You don't marry someone you can live with, you marry the person who you cannot live without.
(Anonymous)
Looking back...10 years ago...
“So, friend. What do you think?”
“It’s... it’s nice, Jack.”
“Nice.”
*pause*
“Nice? That’s all you have to say about our future house?”
“Yeah... No, I mean... I like it. I really do.”
“But...?”
“But what?”
“I sense there’s something you’re not saying, Enn.”
“No, I...”
“And don’t you lie to me, Del Mar.”
“It’s just...”
“... what?”
“I don’t know... The painting.”
“What’s wrong with the painting?”
*pause*
“Just thought it would be nice to have, you know. A house with rooms with the same color, that’s all.”
“Is that what you don’t like? ‘Cause you said this was up to me. And I wanted a colorful home.”
“Is not that I don’t like it, Jack... It’s just... Doesn’t it look a little ...weird?”
“Looks just fine to me.”
“Mmm. Still think a red bedroom’s weird.”
“Hey, now. Don’t you even think about changing the color of that bedroom. It’s perfect just the way it is.”
“It’s red.”
“Yep, last time I checked.”
“A red bedroom.”
“Stop saying it like that, Jesus! I saw it’s red, Ennis, I painted it myself! What’s wrong with red?”
“Can’t sleep in there. I dunno, it makes me... nervous.”
“You serious? And you say I am the weird one.”
“We should re-paint those walls white.”
“Oh, no, we won’t. You don’t need to sleep in the bedroom, anyway.”
“What the hell are you talking about?”
“Why do you think I’m going to move here with you, uh? I thought this way we could spend some ‘quality time’ alone in here, my ol’ man.”
“That’s the only thing you can think about.”
“Yep, when I’m around you.”
*sigh*
“And when is the bed gonna be delivered, by the way?”
“Err... That guy said on Monday. I think.”
“Monday? And where are we going to sleep ‘till then?”
“Told you. We don’t need to sleep. We’ll spend our time making love like crazy.”
“You really can’t be serious about this whole thing, uh?”
“Not joking, man. You can sleep a little on the floor if you need some rest, and you’ll need it soon ‘cause I’m planning to wear you out.”
“That’s so, uh?
“Yep, look... I bought this, too... Maybe we could put it on the floor and just sleep there...”
“What the hell is that?”
“A rug.”
“And you killed some animal to have it?”
“You’re not funny.”
“Didn’t mean to be! Why is it so... furry?”
“Just because! Why do you care?”
“I’m trying to understand why you bought that ugly thing in the first place.”
“It matched the walls.”
“That’s what I was afraid of. I’m gonna live with a psycho.”
“In a house furnished in very good taste.”
“You’re crazy.”
“That’s one of the reasons why you like me.”
“Yep.”
“So?”
“I guess I can put up with a red bedroom.”
“Thought so.”
“But no furry rug, friend.”
The bedroom’s still red. No rug though. Lol!
Alright, I need some silliness sometimes.
Love ya all.
B.
