tramitem_log | Let me call you sweetheart...

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Let me call you sweetheart...

Who: Alec & You
What: Valentines Event
Where: Anywhere
Warnings: Who knows

Alec cam be found anywhere, looking more cagey than usual. Find him in his office filling out endless forms or answering calls curtly, or in a bistro or cafe with a single cup of steaming tea, or even in the park bundled up against the cold day.

More to the point he has a box of Valentine's Day candies with him that he cannot seem to stop eating. It seems almost unconscious. However this meeting turns out is going to be an interesting ride.

[[ooc: feel free to chose the words of the heart that he eats and put it in the subject. Or leave it up to RNG]]

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It sounded worse when he said it, but also cast things in a certain light he was more comfortable with. Now he more understood and inwardly berated himself for not understanding earlier.

"It's not going to be very interesting." He gave the boy a look. "Unless you like ice skating and then maybe I can show you a thing or two." It probably wasn't the best idea to do something so strenuous in his condition but he was really only delaying the inevitable at this point and maybe it would take his mind off the bloody candy.

Wei Wuxian laughs because ice skating is still terribly new to him. Somehow people must enjoy seeing him awkwardly try to balance on thin pieces of metal. "I won't say that I like it, but I have been learning. I know how to move forward and not fall down."

That really is an accomplishment considering how things started. Of course he can still count how many times he has been on skates on one hand. He really has the frozen world they were able to go to to thank for even bothering with such a thing.

"After that it's easy. You just have to keep not falling down." He shrugged, trying not to look as suddenly awkward as he felt. "We can. If you want."

He tilts his head and watches him in amusement, "What happened to a boring old guy that just had to drop off some library books?" Wei Wuxian had been content with that but now at the prospect of ice skating his interests have shifted.

He flushed, his ears going red as he hunched further into his jacket.

"If you don't want to, fine."

"Oh I definitely did not say that." He grins and takes a hand out of his pocket to link his arm through Alec's. "We are definitely going skating." Because now he simply can't resist taking him up on his offer.

"I'm not carrying you home when your arse is sore." And due to some latent effects of the candy heart, he will shift his arm and link fingers with Wuxian instead. Though he doesn't seem to notice it. "And it will be."

Wei Wuxian definitely notices but he somehow manages to keep himself from mentioning it. However what was said...is way too easy to play with. "Usually when someone says that to me, ice skating is not what they are talking about."

He tries to keep the shameless amusement out of his voice, "But does that mean you have very little trust in my skating ability?"

"I don't doubt." Alec doesn't have much of a radar but even he can tell something about Wuxian isn't exactly on the straight and narrow. "I'm surprised you're not with someone."

Not that it's his business but he is curious.

"And no. None at all."

He gives a little shrug, "Always figured it was more fun to have the freedom to play with whomever I wanted, whenever I wanted." And he certainly always had a lot to chose from at the club. Men and women, whomever he felt a connection with at the time. But with these powers he has started to temper those desires a little bit. "But when you wake up with random dreams or powers, not being able to explain what is going on to the person I'm in bed with is a little too complicated for me."

His more upbeat mood dampens slightly, "York and I had a little...friends with benefits thing going on that worked for us." Never had to explain why he woke up from nightmares if he didn't want to and had the emotional support he needed. He misses him more then he would ever admit.

But his smile returns a beat later, never one to get held down for long. "I am just going to have to prove to you that my skating is decent enough to not fall on my ass enough to make it sore." Even he doesn't believe that.

"Not me. It's too complicated to even figure out one relationship let alone multiple. But you're right, this just makes it worse. Especially if you wake up after a nightmare and you can't-- put it into words." Not that he had woken up to anyone beside Anthony in a long time.

"I'm sorry you lost your friend." Even if he didn't lose him exactly, it was just bad enough. He offered Wuxian a small smile of his own.

"Maybe we should make a wager?"

He nods, grinning at him, "Thanks. Just means I have more time to harass you." And the others of the group of course. "So I guess you still haven't found an answer to your dating dilemmas. Clearly we need to work on your dating skills."

Not that he will tell him, but he is doing pretty good at it right now.

"And what kind of wager would you like to place?"

"Clearly. But now I'm worried that whomever I end up dating they'll wonder when the wedding bells will ring. Can you imagine being trapped in that kind of lie?" He didn't want to think about it. Why couldn't they just leave well enough alone?

On the plus side--

On the plus side he--

Did he really want to try? Was there something...something worth it out there? Something more to grab on to?

No... no not for him. He couldn't imagine there would be.

But what if there was? What if there was some spark somewhere that could give meaning to-- everything?

Except he was too bloody old for that.

"Hm?" Wuxian was still talking and he'd missed whatever he'd said. It had sounded like a preference question so: "Whatever you like."

He laughs again and swings those hands that are still being held, "You really want me to come up with the terms of a wager? I think you might want to think about that a bit."

Because clearly his dating suggestion had distracted Alec just enough to put himself in a very precarious position. Wei Wuxian is not the person he should be putting in charge of the terms of a wager, especially not one that he felt he could win.

He finally notices that is not sure what to do about to so lets the joined hands be and is determined not to mention it again.

He considers the danger.

"Why not? Go ahead. Do you worst." How bad could it be?

"Let's see...the bet was that I would fall on my ass enough to make it sore. So if I don't fall down then I get to test your dating skills. You will have to take me out on what you would normally do for a first date."

He will just pretend that he isn't already getting dating vibes right now. Since Alec doesn't seem to really notice it then it doesn't count.

"If I do fall down then you don't have to take me out." Now much of a prize but perhaps for Alec it would seem like one.

He considers this.

"Fine. But if you're jerking my chain and can really skate, then I'm going make your ass sore and not in any way you'll enjoy."

Because if this is some scheme to get him to date-- especially considering his relationship with Anthony.

"Trust me. This is only my second time on skates. You are definitely getting the better side of this bet." But Wei Wuxian is a quick learner, has a dancers balance, and a determination to not fall so he feels good about his chances regardless.

"I don't know why my ass is being targeted for so much abuse today. I know it is nice but that means I want to keep it that way."

"Fine then, deal." He would hold out his hand to shake but given the circumstances he was currently ignoring.

"That's because it tends to define your character." In other words, you, sir, are a bit of an ass. Or, well, if Alec were more inclined to pun, he would say that Wuxian was cheeky. But he wasn't and so that would never be said aloud. Instead:

"The rink then. But first, the library. If you can stomach it."

If he could or not, the books were returned forthwith and half an hour later, Alec was tugging on a pair of rented skates, seriously considering buying his own. That would lead to a line of questioning so he had best not.

Wei Wuxian is amused, understanding what he meant by that and not at all offended by it. He finds nothing wrong at all with being considered 'cheeky'. And he does manage to stomach the library just fine since it gets him to this next part.

He carefully does up his skates but remains sitting once they are tied. Standing up is not his favorite part in all of this and he would rather not lose the bet before they ever actually made it out onto the ice.

"Alright, my ass is ready to win this wager." Or not. Maybe he should have upped the wager to if he feel down a few times and not just once.

"We'll see." Skates tightened he slides out onto the ice with a practiced ease, seeming completely at home. "Come on then, if you're not chicken. Show me what you're capable of."

He lets out a slow breath and then pushes himself up. There is something rather shameful about a dancer being unable to be steady on his feet but he will get there. Adding a very thin piece of metal under his shoes will not be added to his choreography...ever.

He waddles his way to the ice and then very carefully guides himself onto it, gripping anything he can for support on his way. Where are the training wheels when he needs them?

He tries to relax as he pushes away from the wall, clearly unsteady but at least secure enough that he won't be falling down right away. "Hard part is done. Also it is not about being a chicken. I am not afraid of falling down. I just don't like it."

His smile is tentative at best though as he starts his way around the rink.

"Then stay on your feet. You're looking a little wobbly." He observes him as he skates backwards, hands behind his back. "Are you sure you want to move from the railing?"

"Maybe I'll just stay on the edge. Wouldn't want to get in anyone's way."

He is gliding very slowly along the edge, ready to grab onto anything if he feels like he is going to fall. Right now...slow and smoothish.

Chicken noises. Just you know. Randomly. And he moves further out toward the center, watching Wuxian critically.

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