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Orion Jacobson

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[bitemefightme]

[Oh, good. Orion takes the liberty of seeing himself in, closing the door behind himself.

Also, really, Fai? Really? If you're a bother, what does that make him?]

You're not a bother.

[And if anybody thinks so, they can fight Orion.

He plops himself on the floor a short distance from Fai, folding his legs beneath him.]

Are you going to tell me what's wrong? [Or is this one of those 'I don't want to talk about it' things?]

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[Ignoring Orion's question--and the obvious topic of conversation at hand--for the moment, Fai moves over to offer his hands down to Orion.]

Come on, the sofa's more comfortable than the hard floor.

[Never mind the fact that hauling Orion up would probably hurt him. And never mind the fact that he's not answering the question.]

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[Orion looks at Fai's hands for a moment. Yea, he knows better, so he'll just push himself off the floor and take care of that part himself.

He also figures that, no, Fai won't tell him what's wrong. And Orion bites his cheek in thought, as if trying to put the pieces together himself.

Unfortunately, he's no good at detective work, so he doesn't have a clue what might be wrong. All he knows is that it started, probably, with his text message.]

Did you end up getting the lingerie?

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[Fai might have answered the question at some point, he's not really sure. He just knows that he can't have a friend sitting on the hard wood floor in his apartment when there are chairs available. Once Orion is up, Fai backs off, intending to head toward the kitchen to make some coffee. Can't stop being a good host.

The question, needless to say, catches him completely off guard.

Staring down at the floor, he shakes his head.]

No. I didn't. And I'm sorry you had to see that.

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[Okay, that's definitely a sad look there. And the message with the lingerie was happy.

........

Orion sighs as he sits on the sofa.]

So, it is my fault, then.

Look, if it makes you and your... boyfriend... happy. What I think and say should make no difference. It's no business of mine.

[flowrite]

[Shit, there it is again. That word.

Fai has to struggle not to simply sink into one of the chairs nearby and start sobbing all over again. If he were alone he probably would. But Orion's here, and he has to keep that mask on. Keep falling apart like this in front of people and someday soon no one will want to be around him at all anymore. He's already more trouble than he's worth, and he's not sure why anyone is even left at this point.

So he smiles, even though it's pretty obvious that he's pushing back tears.]

It's not your fault, I promise. I was buying it for me, as a pick-me-up. It wasn't for--

[He does stumble over this part a little.]

--it's just me. No 'plus one.' So it's really not that big of a deal.

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[Orion mulls over those words for a moment. No plus one. And the rage hits the surface. Orion grits his teeth to keep his composure.]

He broke up with you? [He's contemplating pretty hard putting his hands around Kaiba's neck.] Did he hurt you?

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No! [He's quick to clear that up, at least. He and Kaiba may not be together anymore, but Kaiba never hurt him.] He didn't hurt me, and... it was a mutual thing. We decided it wasn't working.

[Shit, now he's going to start crying again. Fai presses a hand to his mouth and moves suddenly, heading for the kitchen.]

I'll get you some coffee. Do you want anything to eat?

[He doesn't turn back to ask, just speaks as he's retreating. If he can get away fast enough maybe he won't end up crying in front of Orion. If he can steal a minute for himself he can work on putting his smile back on.]

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[Good! At least he won't have to kick Kaiba's ass for that shit.

But then Fai moves suddenly. Ah, shit. He probably shouldn't have been so quick to jump to the antagonist line. He gets up and follows Fai to the kitchen.]

No, I'm fine. Not hungry at all.

[He clenches his hands as he watches Fai, thoughts turning over in his head. He probably should feel more sympathy for Fai, right now. He's obviously hurting over the breakup. But Orion feels something else. Relief?

Does that make him a horrible person right now? As he closes the distance between them in the kitchen, making sure Fai can't up and run anywhere else.]

[flowrite]

[It's a good thing that Fai doesn't consider Orion a threat at all, because cornering him when he already feels lost and alone probably wouldn't be a good idea otherwise. As it is, it leaves him on edge, unable to escape somewhere to put his facade back on. He busies himself for a moment with the coffee pot, setting it to brew, and then--

Yep, he's lost. If he's not getting food together for Orion, what is he supposed to do with himself?

He ends up bracing a hand on the counter, the other pressed to his face again and his head bowed.]

I'm sorry. It's been two weeks, I don't know why I'm such a mess.

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[For a moment, Orion's breath stops, and he pauses altogether. The last thing Orion wants to do is make anything worse.

Looking at Fai, he seemed so helpless. It had been two weeks, and Fai hadn't said anything to him. Not that it bothered him too terribly much that Fai didn't open up to him, if it were only him. But Fai had this nasty habit of pretending to be all smiles all the time. And all he wanted to do was protect that smile. Not that he knew how. He couldn't even help himself from the grasps of his own mind. But Fai... Fai deserves better than that alone.

When he finds his breath again, he leans in, taking the hand on Fai's face as gently as he can, and leans closer into a kiss.

After their lips meet, he hesitates. Holding his breath again, waiting for a reaction. To see if he only made it worse.]

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[Again, if this were anyone Fai trusted less than Orion, he would be panicking right now. Cornered and then kissed? That could be really bad.

But... it's not. He trusts Orion, and suddenly everything leading up to this moment makes so much more sense. Orion bristling at Kaiba, over and over again. Orion trying to take care of Fai, even though Fai knows that it's Orion who needs the help more.

He doesn't really know what this is, whether there are actual feelings behind it or if Orion's just attracted to him, but Fai's so frazzled he's beyond caring. It feels good. It feels so good to feel wanted right now, even if it's only for how he looks. At least someone wants him.

So Fai hesitates as well, for just a moment, and then leans into the kiss. That this is a terrible, horrible, no good very bad idea only barely registers on his radar, and then is promptly shoved back down. He just... needs to feel like he's not alone. Maybe just for today. Is that so much to ask?]

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[When Fai leans into the kiss, Orion gently moves his hands to Fai's shoulders, giving a soft, reassuring squeeze. He'd rather wrap Fai in his arms, but he's still considering those broken ribs.

He deepens the kiss softly. Slowly. Making sure that Fai isn't uncomfortable at any point.

He brushes a hand up to Fai's face, caressing a thumb along his cheek as the hand gently tucks behind Fai's ear to hold the back of his head.]

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[Oh hell, Orion's a good kisser, too.

Fai lets out a little, unintentional whimper as the kiss deepens, leaning into the touch on his face as much as possible. It's always a treat when Orion is gentle and careful around him--which admittedly, Fai gets a lot more of that treatment than he's seen him give anyone else--but right now it's especially what he needs. Although after another moment he stops thinking so much about this being Orion, because that's entirely too much thought and this right here is pure instinct.

One of Fai's hands finds its way to Orion's hip, skimming along the waistband of his pants until it finds the opportunity to dip under the other man's shirt, seeking out warm skin. At the same time Fai seizes the opportunity to bite Orion's lower lip gently, just enough to tease.]

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[Okay, he wasn't expecting that. Not that it's the first time he's gotten hands on for the first night with someone. But Fai. Fai is different from that first time. Zelos was heat, and Fai is more like down feathers. Much softer and more comforting than the moody model. And feeling Fai's hand on his skin is all of that comfort, as though he didn't know he needed it until now.

With the invitation, he brushes his tongue along Fai's upper lip in response, moving his free hand lower to sweep under Fai's shirt and along the small of his back, palm against his spine as he pulls him closer.]

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[There's a sharp little intake of breath at the feel of a hand on his back and at being pulled closer to Orion. Fai responds by fisting one of his hands in Orion's shirt for stability, the kiss becoming more intense, more urgent on his part. The hand that was already trailing along Orion's side under the shirt pulls back around to the front, skimming up over Orion's abs.

And yeah, the kiss is starting to get intense enough that Fai's having a physical reaction to it. So the closer they get, the more Orion might be likely to notice.]

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[Orion inhales deeply as Fai's hand roams over his front, feeling those deeper kisses, and his caution begins to ebb away. Fai's reaction is an invitation if he's ever heard one. And with it, he slowly pulls Fai out of the kitchen with each kiss.

He steadily pulls Fai's shirt off between kisses as he guides him toward the bedroom, tracing his own hands along Fai's chest, and setting him on the bed before climbing over him and nuzzling his nose into Fai's neck before nipping it.]



((OOC: Feel free to ftb at this point and move to the morning after.))

cw: mention of nudity, not much else

[flowrite]

[Fai's bedroom is tiny, like most of the rooms in the 1-bedroom apartments in this complex. His bed is large and takes up most of the room, leaving just enough space around it for the essentials like his dresser, nightstand, and the antique music stand in one corner that holds his violin and trumpet, with his cello propped against the bottom. The walls are decorated with the kind of personal photographs Fai doesn't display anywhere else in the apartment--pictures of himself with other drag queens, other burlesque dancers, with important clients and quasi-celebrities. Pictures of himself in costume and in drag, smiling from behind makeup and sequins.

On his nightstand is a framed photograph of two little boys, both blond, completely identical. The photo is about 25 years old and looks it. Next to the photo is a folded pair of glasses.

The sheets on the bed are luxurious, one of Fai's little guilty pleasures. And right now he's face down on one of the pillows, still deeply asleep. And thankfully he's under the covers, because he's very much mostly naked.]

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[When Orion finally stirs, remarkably being the first out of both of them, considering how late he normally sleeps (must be the unfamiliarity of a clean household), he rolls over and accidentally brushes against Fai.

And his eyes flick open in brief panic.

What greets him is Fai lying face down in a pillow. Oh, yea, we slept together last night, didn't we? It takes Orion a few bleary moments to recollect the memory properly. And he just observes Fai as he processes it all. He remembers making the first move and then...]

Kaiba... [He groans under his breath.

He'd forgotten about the jerk when he got caught up in all the physicallity. And then, Fai was crying and....

Shit! Did he take advantage of Fai in his moment of weakness?! Ah, Hell... Fifty points for feeling like an awful human being this morning.

But he'd gotten to kiss Fai. How long had he wanted to do that? Let alone spend the night with him? Probably long before he started barking at Kaiba for it. But Kaiba certainly helped him realise it. Not that he'd ever willingly give him credit for anything.

Was there... even a chance that Fai felt the same as him? He chews the inside of his cheek as he ponders this.

Come to think of it, how is Fai even breathing like that?

He is breathing, right?

Slowly, Orion slides out a hand to Fai's back, to gently rest it there and check for the rise and fall of his chest.]