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[zhampagne]

DAVID ROSE
un: givenchy

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[jamieshark]

[Jamie has been up since roughly 4am since that's how his internal clock works. Thanks Roy.

He's also been a little nervous, but you wouldn't know it from the message he sends David at 9am.]

Gooooood morning, gorgeous. Whatcha up to today?

un: givenchy

[zhampagne]

[David does not sound anywhere near as awake and alert as Jamie does; he's been in and out of sleep for about an hour, and only when he hears Jamie's chipper little voice message does he wake up properly, rubbing the sleep from his eyes as he answers.]

Hi yourself. Nothing, really. Any good ideas?

[jamieshark]

Don't freak out or nothin' but I guess I lost track of time and I realised it's actually my birthday today. Which is fucked.

[He adds a little pause there, but he's just working up some nerve.]

I thought maybe we could spend the day together. If you're not a busy boy already, I mean.

[zhampagne]

[David stares at his phone for a moment, flabbergasted at the gall of this bitch. He doesn't have time to shop for a gift! Absolutely ridiculous.

However. Jamie wants to spend the day with him? On his birthday, when he could hang out with anyone? That's very fucking flattering.]

I suppose I could be persuaded. What did you have in mind? Going out, or...staying in?

[he's very subtle.]

[jamieshark]

Well, I have you in mind obviously since I messaged you first thing.

[Jamie laughs lightly, unsure why he's struggling to be smooth here.]

I just got a contract so I've got a nice room and all, if you'd like to come have a look.

[zhampagne]

Well that's... [He has a point, Jesus, but did he have to say it like that? David really isn't used to people just...wanting to be around him, not when he doesn't have the material wealth to justify it.]

Wow, congrats. [he's not jealous.] Sounds swanky. Your Dom won't mind me coming to see you there?

[jamieshark]

Dopey, I know. 'Cause I just saw you yesterday and I'm already on your back again.

[Similar to David, Jamie feels insecure but in Jamie fashion, he just announces it.]

No, I don't think she will. As long as we're good boys, which we are. I'll introduce you proper when I can but she'll probably be at her shop.

Christmas gift

[mississippis]

[ Delivered via courier is a brightly wrapped box brightly wrapped box with a card attached: ]

For that fire pit you were talking about. Let's get together sometime soon. Merry Christmas!
-Rogue

[ And in a wrapped package: s'mores kit. ]

text | un:givenchy

[zhampagne]

hey, I got your gift.
this rules. I’m excited to try out some gourmet s’more options.

I’ll recreate the best ones for you.

text; un: r0gue

[mississippis]

Tell me more about these gourmet options.

[zhampagne]

oh there are infinite options
I love using an unexpected touch like artisanal jam or candied ginger

and don’t even get me started on savory s’mores.

[mississippis]

And here I thought I was being fancy with the chocolate-covered graham crackers.

[zhampagne]

those are definitely a viable option.

thank you, this is really thoughtful.

action;

[jamieshark]

[It's a very chilly evening, but luckily Jamie's bed is very cozy. After a nice dinner, a movie and a nicer shag together, he and David are snuggled up under the covers.

Coffee dates, lunches, date nights and sleepovers happen frequently, though Jamie would be the first to admit that the last month or so has been busy. David knows about the influx of Richmonders in Duplicity and has been introduced to most of them by now. He also knows it has fucked with Jamie's head in good and awful ways.

But it's nice to spend quiet time together, Jamie relishes it. He traces shapes on David's skin, pressing kisses on his shoulder and snuggling into the crook of his neck. He hums, needy but happy.]

I missed you.

[zhampagne]

[ After a long month during which Jamie was busy with friends from home, not to mention Tumenalia as a whole, it's a relief when they can get a proper evening together under their belts, both metaphorically and literally speaking. It's been a good night—movie, during which David ate entire package of Twizzlers, dinner, during which David played footsie with Jamie under the table and eye-fucked him across it, and then a very satisfying fuck in Jamie's cozy cottage bed afterward. His clothes are strewn across the floor, his silver rings stacked on Jamie's nightstand, and the man himself is half-sprawled over David, cuddling into his neck and just generally being his needy, adorable self.

He loves it. God, it's been so long since he had anything like this, and now it's like his life is overflowing with it. And the fact that Jamie has so many people here who are obviously important to him, and still makes time to spend with David, isn't lost on him. His hand passes slowly up and down Jamie's back, and he makes a surprised little sound at Jamie's admission. ]

You missed me? [ he teases, glancing down at him. His expression softens, though. ] I missed you, too.

[jamieshark]

I just gave you the best dicking of your life and you don't think I missed you? [Jamie sounds incredulous, putting a hand to his chest as if he's offended. Not for long, though, because it needs to go back onto David.]

Plus, y'know, you're my boyfriend. [And it sounds like he kind of just likes saying that. Jamie walks his fingers up David's arm and starts to trace circles idly on his shoulder and chest.]

Bit mad how there was nobody from Richmond before me and now they've all piled in. You think they ever think about whether giving us existential crisees all the time makes us less horny? [He asks, fully nude and in bed with his boyfriend.]

[zhampagne]

[ David scoffs out a laugh at Jamie's retort, a playful grin curling the corners of his mouth. ] So confident, aren't you? [ He hums in agreement, squirreling away the affirmation of you're my boyfriend in the mushy place in his chest that he only pokes at when he's by himself and has let down his carefully-guarded fences.

His fingers card through the tousled crop of Jamie's hair, a little damp from sweat, and listens to his musings with an attentive gaze, eyes all soft and gooey against his own will. ]

Mmm, I don't think that's a problem for you, though. It almost seems like you're hornier since your buddies started showing up? Kinda weird. [ He's teasing, and punctuates it with a gentle grip at the roots of Jamie's hair and a quick tousle. ]

[jamieshark]

I dunno what you mean, love. [Jamie pulls a face, but he melts when David tousles his hair and he makes a soft, approving sound and squeezes his arms tighter around him.

He presses kisses up his chest and neck, shifting up so he can lean over David and press a sloppy kiss to his lips.]

Maybe it's 'cause it makes me fantasise about bringing you back home with me and showing you off. [He gentles his approach a little and kisses David's temple softly.]

Do you like 'em? My mates?

[zhampagne]

Uh huh, [ David murmurs indulgently as Jamie kisses across his skin, always a sucker for a pet name, and especially one that encapsulates what he's been feeling more and more often lately. He meets the kiss with a contented sound, letting his teeth catch on Jamie's lower lip as he pulls away. ]

Yeah? You'd really want to do that?

[ Obviously, he's met the friends that are here, and that's all well and good, but being open about their relationship here is a different animal than doing it back home. ]

Mmhmm, they're nice. You all make for an interesting bunch. Fun accents.

[ He tries and fails often not to feel jealous about Jamie's ex-girlfriend being here, but feeling jealousy and acting on it are things he's learning do not have to go hand-in-hand. ]

un: gentlemanpirate | text

[polite_menace]

Red, yellow, or purple?

un: givenchy

[zhampagne]

ummm
purple. why?

[polite_menace]

[ A photo is sent in reply, showcasing a display of potted flowers from one of the city's bustling gardening shops in just about every color you can imagine. Some of the hues can't possibly be natural, but what about the city is? ]

Since you live in the house too, it only makes sense for you to have some input. Though I was leaning towards purple anyway.

[zhampagne]

[ Oh. That's actually really thoughtful. ]

Thanks for thinking of me.
I like the pink peonies, too.

[polite_menace]

Yes. Well. Wouldn't want to buy something you hate and have to dig it up later.

[ Stede's feelings about David are... complicated. He doesn't especially like the antagonism in the house, but he also can't bring himself to simply let bygones be bygones. And it's just so easy to to snipe at each other. Especially since they rarely bother to speak face to face when avoidable.

Regardless, the peonies get added to his cart. ]

Noted. Any other requests? They have just about everything you could think of here. And plenty no one would ever think of besides.

[zhampagne]

[ David's first thought is, you'd care enough to dig them up? Maybe he's been a bit uncharitable when it comes to Stede, but in his defense, he's always been a tad susceptible to jealousy and very easy to rile into bitchiness. Maybe the flower thing is an olive branch, so to speak. ]

Creeping phlox are nice if they have those. They choke out weeds, too.

I can help you plant everything, if you want.