driftfleet | BLUE FISH MINGLE

[Guess who's visiting? Clay had texted Allen to tell him he was coming over, though with the music going on, Allen might not have received the message by the time he gets there. Mostly, he follows the music, because music in this place oh my god. When he finds the source of it, and finds the boyfriend there too, AS WELL AS all the exercise equipment available... it's all a pleasant enough surprise that he walks in, eyes wide and a big smile on his face as he looks at the punching bags, the stereo, everything.]

Whoa! You've actually got Queen?!

[We'll say he missed the message otherwise he would've cleaned all this up before Clay's over and not greet him in a tank top and jumper pants. But whatever, it's not that big a deal. When he hears Clay, it causes him to smile and stop punching that bag. He'll even resist the compulsion to reach for his gloves that are sitting next to the stereo]

Ah- yeah, Crowley got a CD of them awhile back and I got a copy of it.

[He'll walk over to meet him halfway and reach out for him. Hey you.]

I'm afraid I only have Queen though.

Queen's a good only CD to have. But we can try to find more when we visit other places!

[It's okay, tank tops show off arms and that's always a plus in Clay's book. He really wants to check out everything, but first, he'll meet Allen halfway and reach to hug him around the waist as a greeting. While Clay would pull back before they hooked up, now he leans his head back enough to look at Allen, but still keeps his arms around him.]

Sorry, did I interrupt your training?

Yeah! There's always a chance we'll find more.

[Since god he'd kill to have more music again- Paradisa spoiled him so much. But he'll move his arm to Clay's back, to make sure to support his weight while he's leaning back like that]

It's fine. I was mostly just killing time. How are you?

[Clay has thousands of songs on his computer, so he's desperately missed music. Queen is certainly enough to tide him over for a while.]

Fine, I'm fine. I just thought I'd stop by and see you... and to see what the spoiled - sorry, pampered ship is like.

[It's all gentle teasing, and after that, he'll lean in to press a kiss to his lips, then rest his forehead against Allen's, his eyes closing to revel in the contact.

It's still kind of hard to believe. He's got a boyfriend.]

[And he's fine with gentle teasing, he gives a little laugh and teases right back]

Oh I'm sorry, I'm fairly sure you mean the best ship.

[He'll return the contact, trying to play it cool while feeling nothing but giddy on the inside.]

But I could give you a tour, if you'd like. Or we could just hang out.

You can show off your ship later.

[He gives Allen a little squeeze around the waist before he pulls back, fingers sliding across his chest as he passes in a signal to tell him to come with him as he heads for the stereo.]

I wanna hear the rest of the album first!

[He turns and follows along towards the stereo; watching with amusement]

I had no idea you were such a Queen's fan.

They're one of the few bands I actually like from the old days. [He leans on the box once he gets to it, head bopping to the beat.] I'm way more into the songs from my era, but Queen is forever.

From the old days? [He does a dramatic sigh as he leans against an adjacent box] Now that just makes me feel ancient.

[Clay laughs at that - yeah, he knew Allen was born a time before him, but he wasn't quite sure what the exact date was.] When were you born again?

Uh... [He has to think on it] Somewhere around 1883? I don't know the exact date.

[... Whoooa. Here he thought it was the early 1900s or something! He laughs again, this time a little louder.]

Haha, wow! You really are ancient compared to me!

[It's more hilarious because of the way Allen looks compared to him, what with the teenage-looking body and all.]

[He reaches over and pokes him in the shoulder lightly] Oh, thanks. That's comforting to hear.

When were you born?

2004. [A quick subtraction in his head and:] That's 121 years after you. See? Ancient.

[Jeez wow. He almost wants to say that that's still better than the last relationship he was in, with a thousand year difference- but nah. He'll just scoff and playfully roll my eyes before teasing]

Well it's not my fault you're into much older men.

Or- is that why you're interested in my ship? You're not a gold-digger, are you?

[Clay straightens up and takes in a dramatic gasp, a hand over his chest to add to the drama]

You discovered my secret plan! I was going to take over your title as first mate of the ship! [He wraps his arms around the stereo and pulls it over to his chest.] And then? This would be mine. Mwahaha.

[That makes him laugh] How nefarious of you.

[He'll reach over and slowly pull the arm with the stereo away from Clay's chest] But unfortunately for you, I'm in great health for a 144 year old.

[He lets out a whine as he drapes himself over the box, stereo successfully out of his grasp.]

There goes all my plaaaans... [He props himself up on his elbows, looking up at Allen with a cheery expression now.] Oh well. I got something way better than music, anyway.

[Well that was a quick recovery. He'll set the stereo back on the box and let go of it, looking back at Clay]

Are you sure? It's a really sweet sentiment, even though I'm nowhere near as good a singer as Freddie Mercury.

Hey, I'm not either! You don't even want to hear me try to sing.

But, you know... [He reaches out to take Allen's hand in his own] I can tune in to Freddie Mercury any day back at home. But I never would've met you if I wasn't here, so... yeah. Definitely way better.

[That..makes him smile and duck his head sheepishly. Gosh. Here he was just joking around, and Clay went and made it all sweet and sincere]

Yeah. Meeting you has been a certain bright spot in this whole thing. I'll agree to that.

Edited 2015-10-08 01:02 (UTC)

[He turns around so that his back is against the box now, and - well, right now he's teasing, though he still has a pleased blush on his face from both that comment and the way Allen reacted to his own.]

Would you say it's as bright as the brightest star in the universe? [He says as he holds his hands out as if to show off something bright]

Well....

Maybe if you could sing better.

[... ... ...

DROPS HIS HANDS DOWN TO HIS HEART.]

Ow. I felt that right here.

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