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[qsilver-lab-rat.livejournal.com]

Darien's in the bar.

He's found a nice little corner near the fireplace and he's sucking down a coffee that he obviously hadn't gotten here. He's just come back from the Keep and...

A week or so more and he should be normal.

The scent of coffee mixed with the cloth of the couch is almost soothing in it's familiarity and he almost looks like he might be dozing. He's not, but he might look like it.

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[qsilver-md.livejournal.com]

And now he's got a brother on his couch with him.

"How're things going?"

[qsilver-lab-rat.livejournal.com]

He turns to Kevin and he's actually on target.

"Cool. I'm good. Chilling out. Getting better at this."

This being the blindness.

[qsilver-md.livejournal.com]

"So I see", he says approvingly. "And it's passing the way it should?"

[qsilver-lab-rat.livejournal.com]

"So says the Keep," he says with a sip. "And you? Anything fun going on here that I've missed?"

[qsilver-md.livejournal.com]

Kevin shrugs. "Nothing new, especially. It's been quiet."

[qsilver-lab-rat.livejournal.com]

He raises an eyebrow.

"Should I find a hole to duck into?"

[qsilver-md.livejournal.com]

"Let's hope not", Kevin says wryly. "It might just be the calm after the storm."

[qsilver-lab-rat.livejournal.com]

"There was a storm?"

He doesn't look at Kevin, but he tries.

[qsilver-md.livejournal.com]

"I meant the clock", Kevin clarifies.

[qsilver-lab-rat.livejournal.com]

He shrugs.

"Oh. I, uh... guess I forgot about it. Kinda... dealing with my own shit, you know?"

[qsilver-md.livejournal.com]

"Of course", Kevin says with a nod. And he really does understand - the bar may be his world, now, but it's not Darien's.

[qsilver-lab-rat.livejournal.com]

"I mean, I know it was important. Hell, I was freaking out like you were. But, you know... it's over. At this point, I'm just trying not to trip on the stairs."

[qsilver-md.livejournal.com]

"I... wasn't saying it wasn't over, Darien. Hence the 'after'."

He's eyeing his brother with a little more concern now.

[bloodyrockgod]

"Hey," says Charlie, and Darien gets hands on his shoulders and a kiss to the top of his head.

[qsilver-lab-rat.livejournal.com]

He smiles and reaches a hand up carefully to cup Charlie's cheek.

"Hey, baby. How you doing?"

[bloodyrockgod]

"Splendid." He nuzzles into Darien's neck, holding him loosely. "Feel like making a bit of music later."

[qsilver-lab-rat.livejournal.com]

He chuckles and dips his nose down to meet Charlie's.

"Do I get to help or do you mean the kind with instruments?"

[bloodyrockgod]

"The kind with instruments, though if you want to sing I'll not object." He smirks into Darien's neck. "The other kind is also welcome but we won't get tips for it."

[qsilver-lab-rat.livejournal.com]

"Not doing it in the right places then."

He smirks and turns his head to press a kiss to Charlie's jaw.

[bloodyrockgod]

"Anybody who wants to watch won't get much of a show, anyway." He hums and sways a little.

[qsilver-lab-rat.livejournal.com]

"That's why they pay before the show."

He smiles and guides his mouth from cheek to jaw.

[bloodyrockgod]

"But then they'll demand their money back." He closes his eyes and moves his mouth to Darien's.

[qsilver-lab-rat.livejournal.com]

"Not if they can't see where it is."

He presses a kiss to Charlie's lips.

[bloodyrockgod]

Charlie laughs against his mouth. "I don't think this business venture has much of a future, alas."

[qsilver-lab-rat.livejournal.com]

He smiles and nods.

"Yes, because I'm not an exhibitionist and you're not a con man."

He smirks.

"Then again, anyone who'd want to watch the two of us does at least show they have some taste."