Wait out the storm in Watersong... (Open!)

[asharpertongue]

Lara watched the weather closely. Looked like it was going to be a rough night. The storm had swept in a little further down the coast and it was headed their way. The bar wasn't completely full but storms either cleared out the patrons or brought them. Judging by the steadily building trickle, this was a 'bring them in' kind of night.



Stepping behind the bar, Lara grinned at Michael. "Might be busy. Better get some vodka on ice...I think snowy cocktails are going to be in demand tonight." Michael only grunted and sighed in a put upon way. She laughed and went back to her stool at the end of the bar looking out over the filling dancefloor.



[ooc: feel free to pitch up and enjoy the storm!]

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[davin]

James smiles when Davin kisses him and he relaxes, glad that he didn't overstep. What James says makes him laugh and he sprawls out in the booth, sliding one hand out to rest against James' back.

"But we're already here," he says with a grin. "D'ya have somethin' better in mind?"

[jamesthorn]

"My house has food and a fireplace," he suggests with a hopeful smile. It would be nice to have some time there to talk a little more especially after the things revealed tonight. "Come on, the snow is supposed to be bad tonight. I'm not just being overprotective. Though I think my sister blocked my text messages an hour ago."

"You probably should've done the same."

[davin]

Davin lifts an eyebrow when James suggests going back to his place, feeling a bit uneasy for a second. In his experience there's only one thing guys want when they invite Davin home with them, but James doesn't really seem the type. Maybe Davin just doesn't want him to be the type.

"Oh, I dunno. I think it all worked out alright," Davin says with a smile, propping his chin up on his hand. "So, uh. What would we be doin' at your place?"

It's not that he doesn't want to sleep with James, because he does. But he thought maybe this would go different. Maybe it'd go in the right order.

[jamesthorn]

James isn't thinking about anything else besides the snowstorm, so he doesn't exactly catch the expression in Davin's face and voice. He isn't the type to presume anything would happen. "Staying warm?" He simply shakes his head at the smile Davin gives him. "Nothing special. But I have everything one could need to ride out a winter snowstorm in comfort."

He gives Davin a questioning look. "So? Do you want to come?" he asks.

[davin]

"Uh, sure." Davin smiles and looks over at James, shaking off a small sense of disappointment. Well, nothing wrong with getting laid. Maybe they both need it. "Yeah, let's get outta here."

[jamesthorn]

With a smile and a nod, James slides out of the booth pleased that Davin agreed to come back to his house with him. A club was no place to ride out a snowstorm. "Great, let's go," he says, leading them towards the exit. "I would offer to take you by your house, but the roads were already pretty bad when I got here."

He had prepared for the storm adequately, but he wishes he'd known that Davin would be coming over. But, atleast he has enough food and drinks to get them through the night because at this late hour,nearly everything would be closed. "I hope that's okay."

[davin]

The more James speaks, especially with the mention of taking Davin home, the more he realizes that James might not be taking him home just to sleep with him. Davin is a little embarrassed to have had the thought, but then again, it's not like he's experienced anything different.

He gets his coat and pulls it on, buttoning it up and looking over at James with a soft smile. "That's okay. It'll be fun t'wait out a storm in your fairytale cottage."

They make their way out into the snow and Davin squints against the cold, pressing in closer to James.

[jamesthorn]

"Are you still on that?" James asks with a smile as he pulls his own coat tighter around his waist. The snow is really coming down hard, and the wind has picked up even more than when he arrived. "Atleast you appreciate the house. My sister is always trying to redecorate."

He uses his key to unlock the doors to his car and climbs inside. After start the engine he waits a few seconds to turn on the heat.

[davin]

"I will always be on that," Davin says with a laugh. "I love your house. Your sister should leave it alone."

He climbs into the car and settles back against the seat, holding out his hands when the heat kicks in. "Are ya sure you're okay t'drive that far? My place is a lot closer, if not nearly as nice."

[jamesthorn]

"It'll be fine," James says, putting on his bright lights so they can begin the drive towards his house. The snow has made it extremely difficult to see, which is why he takes the pace extra slow. Eventually they will get there. "But you should definitely have a talk with June. She doesn't enjoy my decorating skills."

[davin]

"If ya say so," Davin says with a shrug, settling back into the seat and staying quiet, not wanting to distract him from driving through such treacherous weather. It's not too long before they're pulling up to his house and Davin looks over at him, smiling fondly. "Have ya got a cozy fireplace in this cottage o' yours?"

[jamesthorn]

James gives him a side glance as they slowly come up to a stop sign. "I'm tempted to tell you that not only is there a fireplace, but I cut all the wood myself. But I think you would get more ideas about this fairytale thing of yours," he says, laughing.

[davin]

"Oh, stop. I'm gettin' all tingly, ya damn Disney prince." Davin looks over at James with a fond smirk, reaching over to touch his arm. "Now I'm picturin' ya choppin' wood, an' let me tell ya, it's a damn fine image."

[jamesthorn]

"I'll be sure to invite you over then next time," James says, shaking his head at Davin's joke. Eventually they make it across town, traveling as slow as possible over the icy roads until they pull up to his cottage. "Here we are. One Disney cottage," he says sarcastically but he's grinning anyway, as he opens the car door.

Once out he reaches into the backseat to grab his work bag. "I hope it's everything you've imagined. There are some forest creatures that help me get dressed every morning," he says as they walk up to the front door.

[davin]

A thought occurs to Davin as they trek through the snow, and that is how he doesn't think he's ever seen James in such high spirits, or so playful. Davin isn't vein enough to think that he's the whole reason for it, but he suspects that he might have played a part in it. He likes that he can make someone, especially James, feel happy.

It makes a small warmth blossom in his chest, and it's enough to protect him from the chill. He stomps his feet on the mat as they go inside, knocking the snow from his shoes and then removing his scarf and coat, watching James shyly. "Well now you're just makin' me jealous. I want little birds an' mice t'come sing a happy workin' song when I have chores t'do."