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I wrote this Thursday night, after going out drinking and then getting home at two in the morning. It's mostly unedited. It has no ending. I hesitate to say "enjoy", but if you do, great!
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Lex was half dozing on the couch in his underwear, the weather channel droning quietly, when the doorbell rang. It jerked him awake rather unpleasantly, and he rubbed at his eyes as he stumbled to the door and put his eye to the peephole. Then he stepped back, shook his head, and looked one more time, just to make sure he was really seeing what he thought he was seeing.
There was no mistaking it. He pulled the door open and Edmund hurried inside. The other man was dripping wet – it had been raining for hours – and he pushed past Lex, pulling his overcoat off and tossing it on the couch without a word of explanation or greeting.
“Uh,” was all Lex could manage at first. Edmund had never visited him at home. He was amazed the older man even had any idea where he lived.
Edmund sat on the couch and pulled his wet boots off. He still wasn’t even acknowledging Lex’s presence. At a loss, Lex sat hesitantly at the other end of the couch and watched him. Droplets of water clung to Edmund’s hair and as Lex watched one drop slid from his forehead down his cheek and dripped off the side of his chin. It was oddly beautiful.
“Is… something wrong?” he managed. Something must have been; why else would Edmund be acting this way, be showing up at Lex’s apartment at all?
Edmund turned, grabbed Lex’s shoulders, and kissed him hard. It wasn’t precisely an answer to the question, but it may as well have been.
An hour or so later Lex stumbled from the bedroom, feeling deliciously sore, to get himself a glass of water. The TV was still on; he’d quite forgotten it after Edmund had assaulted him. He reached for the remote, and froze as he caught a glimpse of the banner scrolling across the bottom of the screen.
BREAKING NEWS: JOHNNY K. GAMBINO FOUND DEAD IN HIS HOME. POLICE SUSPECT HOMICIDE.
The remote hit the floor with a clatter. Lex nearly dropped it again as he scooped it up with shaking hands. He hit the power button quickly and then just stood in the dark and silence, shaking and trying to figure out what exactly was going on.
Gambino, dead? Lex’s boss? The most powerful man in Gaia?
Edmund’s best friend?
And Edmund’s first reaction had been to come… here? To Lex’s apartment? Not to his own home, or Vanessa, but… here?
Lex slipped back into his room and stood by the bed for a moment, watching Edmund’s face in the moonlight. He looked so peaceful asleep.
Lazarus Larkin · Sun Apr 25, 2010 @ 03:50am · 0 Comments |
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