Breakfast at Milliways

[go-between.livejournal.com]

Richard gives up this morning. He has Jeremy and Rizzo set up a cot behind the bar and brings Amadeo down with him.
He tucks him in, then ties on his apron.

"What'll it be?"

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[notsoyoung.livejournal.com]

And there's David in the stool, asking for a LOT of caffeine and calories. "Doctor" Atkins would be spinning in his grave.

[go-between.livejournal.com]

Richard smiles at him, pours him a cup of coffee, and hands him a basket of pastries.

"Morning, David."

[notsoyoung.livejournal.com]

David's eyes are red and he looks like he hasn't slept.

Which may or may not be the case.

But that's for other unfinished threads to decide.

"Morning, love," he says, leaning up for a kiss. "How are we?"

[go-between.livejournal.com]

Richard leans in for the kiss and smiles.

"We're fine. I gave up and brought him with me this morning. I guess I'll do that until the boodlink is rebuilt. How's our David?"

[notsoyoung.livejournal.com]

He smiles down at the sleeping Armand, blowing a kiss his way. "We're... tired."

[go-between.livejournal.com]

Richard pushes David's hair out of his eyes.

Just tired, Beloved?

[notsoyoung.livejournal.com]

Heartweary, soulworn, tired.

He sighs.

"And my head hurts."

[go-between.livejournal.com]

Richard quietly walks around the Bar and pulls David into his arms. He strokes his hair and kisses his temple.

Anything I can do to help?

[notsoyoung.livejournal.com]

He shrugs, holding onto Richard.

"Got any painkillers?"

[go-between.livejournal.com]

He nods and preses a bottle into his hand.

"Take a sip off of this and it should be better in a minute. Breakfast should help too."

He makes no move to let go.

[notsoyoung.livejournal.com]

David doesn't want him to go. He leans into his touch, and takes a drink from the bottle.

"That's a little better," he says in a whisper, nuzzling under Richard's chin.

[go-between.livejournal.com]

He gives the bottle back to Bar and strokes David's hair.

"Good. Need anything else?"

[notsoyoung.livejournal.com]

He sighs, just a little.

"I want everything to stop hurting," he answers honestly. "Want things to be okay with Loki. Apparently, we're both incapable of monogamous relationships."

[go-between.livejournal.com]

He raises and eyebrow, but says nothing for a few moments.

"Maybe......maybe you two shouldn't be monogamous. Maybe that's too much right now."

[notsoyoung.livejournal.com]

He shakes his head, leaning it again on Richard's shoulder.

"Do you think so? I'd love nothing more than to just be with him, and him alone, but... I'm... I'm what I yelled at Charlie about. I'm a hypocrite."

[go-between.livejournal.com]

He's quiet for a moment more.

"I'm not so sure that you do want that, David. If you wanted to be only with Loki, you wouldn't be sleeping with me and Amadeo. You don't have to have an exclusive relationship. It doesn't make you a lesser person if you date around for a bit."

He keeps petting while he's talking.

[notsoyoung.livejournal.com]

"But it keeps on hurting him," he whispers. "I don't want to give up what I have with you. But it's not only with you."

He whimpers, and allows Richard to see what went on last night and yesterday morning.

[go-between.livejournal.com]

Richard shakes his head and sighs.

"Oh, David. You're a mess."

He kisses David's forehead.

"You need to tell Loki that you can't do the monogamy thing. Because, David....you can't. You'll only keep hurting him if you keep breaking your promise."

[notsoyoung.livejournal.com]

"Yes..." he whispers, touching Richard's cheek. "If I don't have promises to keep, I can't break them. Might make it easier."

He sighs.

"But I do love him. And I hope he knows this."

[go-between.livejournal.com]

"Tell him you love him, show him you love him, just don't make him any promises yet."

He tugs David around behind the bar to sit on the floor next to Amadeo. It's easier for Richard to have them both close, and no-one will stare at them back here.

[notsoyoung.livejournal.com]

"No promises."

He allows himself to be taken around, laying his head in Richard's lap, looking up at him.

"I love you; you know that, right?"

[go-between.livejournal.com]

He runs one hand through Amadeo's hair and the other through David's and smiles down at him.

"I do, and I love you too David Talbot."

[notsoyoung.livejournal.com]

"Then don't move, and let me sleep," he quips cheekily. "Any chance of a blanket?"

And there, at the corners of his mouth, is the naughtiest grin you'll ever see.

[go-between.livejournal.com]

Richard pulls him up for a kiss.

"Cheeky brat. You're worse than Amadeo some days."

He checks the time.

"My shift's over, and it's quiet today. Let's go back to bed."

[notsoyoung.livejournal.com]

David kisses him back, smiling.

"Bed sounds like a wonderful idea. Lead the way, and I'll get the sleeping Angel."

[go-between.livejournal.com]

The Botticelli Angel wraps around David the second his arms are held out and Richard puts the cot and blanket away.

"See? I told you he could do that in his sleep."

He puts an arm around David's waist and guides them to the steps.

[notsoyoung.livejournal.com]

He smiles and wraps his arms around Armand, hands under his butt to hold him.

"I didn't doubt it. I'm sure he used to do it to me when we were together, when we were both asleep."

He stops at the steps a minute, pulling Richard to him and kissing him.

"I love you both. And Loki. I love you all."

And then he's taking Richard's hand and leading him upstairs.

[macleod_connor]

"Morning, Richard."

[go-between.livejournal.com]

"Morning, Connor."

[macleod_connor]

"Can I get some orange juice?"

"And, what ya got for breakfast this morning?"

[go-between.livejournal.com]

He pours his orange juice and leaves the pitcher out.

"Omelets, waffles, and pastries."

[macleod_connor]

"Omelet sounds good. Thanks."

He sips the juice.

"How was your weekend?" asks the man who spent his whole weekend - erm - well - somewhere

[go-between.livejournal.com]

"What would you like in it?"

He wipes down the bar.

"My weekend was...busy. How was yours?"

[macleod_connor]

"Omelet stuff," he replies with a bit of a grin. "Cheese, ham, peppers, onion, tomato. Usual stuff."

"Not busy." Not as much grin.

[go-between.livejournal.com]

He smiles and fetches Connor's breakfast.


"Wish mine hadn't been quite so busy, but what can you do?"

[macleod_connor]

"I wouldn't suggest getting your nose broken as an alternative."

[go-between.livejournal.com]

He hisses in sympathy pain.

"Ouch! What happened?"

[macleod_connor]

"Helping a friend get out of a bad mood. Unfortunately, my nose had to suffer for it."

[go-between.livejournal.com]

"Bad moods seem to be going around this week."

[macleod_connor]

"Yeah, no kidding."



[ooc: sorry -stupid job.]