stripper and dealer

[jumpmybones]

"Oh, you're superman, huh? How honored am I. I didn't know I was dealing with a super hero!" he made his voice sound like an old Godzilla damsel in distress call. He chuckled and shrugged some. It was nice when Tony interlaced their fingers, a soft smile appearing on his lips.

Douglass then nodded, "I remember, I remember." He pushed the other's arm lightly when he said he was called Clark Kent. "Asshat," he muttered with a smile. "It is a common name, I like it, too. You should keep it, ya know," he chuckled some to himself.

He directed the other to the parking garage that was connected to his building. He led the man up to one of the highest floors of the building. Douglass was worried that Faavo would watch the security cameras and see Tony. He didn't want the other put into anymore danger because of him. The place was swanky, not as swanky as Tony's, but pretty nice. As soon as you walked in there was an open livingroom with modern furniture and huge picture glass windows overlooking the Hudson River and Brooklyn. There were spiral stairs up to his room, a big kitchen, and two baths.

Douglass led Tony up to his room, "This place has a nice view," he admitted quietly. "If we ever move in together we need a nice view, okay?" He smiled a bit, feeling a little awkward and wrong with Tony being in his apartment after all that happened between Douglass and Faavo. He definitely would not kiss, and barely touch Tony throughout the apartment. It just felt so wrong to him. As if he were being that nasty whore to Tony, and he didn't want to feel like that when he touched the other.

He got a couple of duffle bags that were actually his and started packing the clothes that he knew he paid for with his money. Then his movies, his lap top, school books and important things that he would need. He handed Tony his pillow and a bag to carry while Douglass carried two bags and his lap top cover. Everything else wasn't his and he didn't want to get blamed or put in debt over it.

Once down to the car with Tony he loaded his back seat and sighed, getting more and more nervous. "I'm worried," he said softly to the man. "Are you.. going to come with me? Wait a couple of blocks away? Just so he can't see you. I don't want you to be in this mess with him if it turns out bad.."

[Jayy]

“Oh I should keep it, should I? I thought Antonio was old news. I was going to go by superman instead, if you didn’t mind. I’m not crazy about Antonio,” Tony prodded with a wink. He had gone through several “names” as a teenager and college student, yet in the end the best name to have was the only one he wouldn’t forget and that was his. “My mother gave me my name for a reason, might as well make her happy while she’s still around.”

Tony marveled as Douglass’ apartment, something he didn’t get to do very often. None of the places he had stayed at were high end, in fact in Florida one of his friend’s owned a trailer for him, his wife and all their children. He took a moment to let it all in, getting chills in his back. He had a new feeling that this guy was no joker and potentially something could happen extremely bad to either of them. He followed Douglass up the stairs, the whole house smelling like shame and power. He walked to the window as Douglass packed and nodded with a smile.

“It’s absolutely gorgeous…” he said in a soft voice. For years the only gorgeous he knew was his own home. Once you see the same home so often, it becomes routine, loses it’s beauty. In an Essay by Mark Twain, he once quoted “does a doctor see the beauty of a patient of just the decay that is soon to come.” Tony looked over to Douglass, seeing he was ready and not being one to longer in the home, he scattered right along next to Douglass and out the door.

“I wanna come. I can hide, like you said,” Tony said in a gentle calming voice, taking the stuff from Douglass and putting it into his trunk over the many coats that covered illegal substances. He opened the car door for Douglass and walked to his side, sliding in, taking a moment to think. He had a bad feeling about this yet now wasn’t the time to worry Douglass. Now was the time to comfort him. He hated the deal he made about not being able to fuck with Faavo. He would give anything to really fuck him up if he so much as laid a finger on Douglass. Yet every promise has a loophole. One where he could get his way and not break his promise. He’s figure something out.

[jumpmybones]

"I like Antonio," he said quietly and looked to Tony. He smiled softly and touched the other's hand, "You're right. Your mother did give it to you for a reason. And besides, I can't call you anything else besides Tony or Antonio unless by chance I come up with a pet name, so you're stuck with it anyway." His voice was small, just how he was feeling. He felt like a very small and weak human being after everything that happened. He was truly tired for the first time in months, and couldn't wait to sleep in bed, or on the couch, with the subconscious comfort that Tony was close by.

He nodded some, "A few blocks away. Be the invisible man," he said quietly and looked over to the other. He took in a deep breath, "Try to.. stay calm while you wait, okay? I wish I could tell you encouraging words.. but I can't even believe it myself." He looked over to Tony then leaned over and kissed him deeply, so many emotions and feelings swarming up inside of his body like a broken dam. "Let's get this over with and move on with our lives," he said softly.

On the ride to the club, Douglass thought about saying sorry a billion times but kept it to himself. He'd show Tony that he was sorry, prove it to him.

Once at the club he directed Tony a safe distance away before he would get out. He stalled in the car some, playing with his fingers and staring at his lap. "Okay," he said in a breath, "I'm going now. I'll be back in half an hour tops." He looked to the other for a long while before just getting out and going. He held his arms close to his body and walked quickly. His fear fed the thought of fleeing Tony. Leave him and spare the heartache Douglass would eventually always bring. He'd what grieve for a few months then get over it? No, Douglass concluded, he didn't think either of them would give up on one another. No matter how tough the pain was. By the time he reached the doors to enter into the club he took in a deep breath.

He went up to talk to Faavo. His words were quiet, nervous but his eye contact was firm. The image of Tony sitting before him fueling him to keep going. Douglass deserved to be happy, as well, and happiness was only with Tony.

"Douglass, I am quite disappointed in your decision," was Faavo's first words once Douglass explained why he was there. "I must respect a human's wishes, though. As you are, Douglass, for your sake I hope we do not cross paths in the future."

As soon as he was 'let go' he turned and booked it out of that club and to Tony's car. It was only ten minutes. He got in and let out a breath, "That.. was easier than I had imagined..," he said quietly before looking over to Tony. "He just let me go. I won't go on to think things are that easy for a few weeks.. He's an intimidating man. Let's just get away from here, okay?"


( i'm quite excited for faavo's revenge later )