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Jason laughs and holds out the spoon for Kirk, who tastes the sauce, then adds more of something out of one of the jars on the counter. I watch Jason lean in for a quick kiss.
Lars notices my distraction and stops talking. He watches them for a moment, then asks me, "Are you jealous?"
"No," I lie.
He looks up at me. "Liar." He puts his arm around my waist. "Stop being such a grumpy fuck." He pulls me into the kitchen and grabs me a soda out of the fridge.
I lean back against the counter and take a deep drink of the sticky-sweet cola.
Kirk scrapes his cake batter into a pan and turns toward me with the bowl. "Want some?" he asks, holding the spoon out to me.
I shrug and take the spoon from him. He does make a damn good cake.
He scoops up more batter on his fingers and holds them out to Jason. Jason closes his lips around them and carefully licks off all the batter. Kirk grins and stands on his tiptoes to whisper into Jason's ear. I have a pretty good guess about what he's saying, and it makes something twist inside of me.
Lars notices my distraction and stops talking. He watches them for a moment, then asks me, "Are you jealous?"
"No," I lie.
He looks up at me. "Liar." He puts his arm around my waist. "Stop being such a grumpy fuck." He pulls me into the kitchen and grabs me a soda out of the fridge.
I lean back against the counter and take a deep drink of the sticky-sweet cola.
Kirk scrapes his cake batter into a pan and turns toward me with the bowl. "Want some?" he asks, holding the spoon out to me.
I shrug and take the spoon from him. He does make a damn good cake.
He scoops up more batter on his fingers and holds them out to Jason. Jason closes his lips around them and carefully licks off all the batter. Kirk grins and stands on his tiptoes to whisper into Jason's ear. I have a pretty good guess about what he's saying, and it makes something twist inside of me.
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Date: 2001-06-30 10:12 am (UTC)Kirk baking cake. Jason licking the batter off his fingers. *dies*
And James being a (to quote Lars) "grumpy fuck." *bounces*
And there's no cure for writing first person, melancholy James. Sorry. ;)
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Date: 2001-07-05 01:54 pm (UTC)(no subject)
Date: 2001-07-07 07:45 am (UTC)But suffering, miserable James is so good. And who needs happy endings? ;)