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hadriel_logs2018-03-16 08:08 pm
murderpotato) wrote in hadriel_logs2018-03-16 08:08 pm
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If you were church, I'd get on my knees [closed]
Who: The Couple Voted Least Likely to Get Their Shit Together (Gren murderpotato and Wade Wilson ishotyouuu)
What: One day these two assholes will get their shit together, but it's not today
Where: The Former Telltale Swag Pad, now Gren's House of L-Word
When: Backdated to like sometime earlier this month
Warnings: Gren's potty mouth. Otherwise, this is pure fluffy bullshit, man.
Sometimes, Gren has to marvel at how absolutely polar opposite his life has turned out here in Hadriel than it ever was back in New York. Back home, he'd been this asshole drifter getting kicked out of a train of shitty apartments and jobs, racking up a tab for cheap whiskey at his only friend's bar. And now...
He's standing in his kitchen, watching Wade finish up dinner. He'd helped as much as he could, since he's not all that handy with cooking, and he's kind of hungry and whatever Wade's making smells pretty good, and the only thing that would make this better is if he could hear whatever shitty 80's song Wade's singing right now. It's all domestic and shit, and it's nice. He has a Nice Thing, and he hasn't fucked it up or lost it yet, which is a fucking first.
Gren really only half lives at this place anymore, too. Half the time he's at Wade's, since they just sort of go back to whoever's place is closest, and their stuff sort of migrates between the two houses depending on how much they forget to keep track of their clothes. There's something at the back of Gren's mind that whispers why even bother with two places, but he tries not to think about that too much. Don't push it. He can't have too much happiness, or else the universe'll notice and have to cut that shit out.
But, ultimately, Gren's... content. In a way that he hasn't been for centuries. It's both amazing and also terrifying as shit. It almost feels like he's cheating somehow, like he's gamed the system accidentally and eventually this'll get taken away. Like happiness is his ill-gotten gains.
"Almost done, babe?"
Whatever he's making, it smells great and Wade's the best damn cook. (Sorry, Texmex twins, you two are good but he's sleeping with this chef. He's biased.)
murderpotato and Wade Wilson ishotyouuu)What: One day these two assholes will get their shit together, but it's not today
Where: The Former Telltale Swag Pad, now Gren's House of L-Word
When: Backdated to like sometime earlier this month
Warnings: Gren's potty mouth. Otherwise, this is pure fluffy bullshit, man.
Sometimes, Gren has to marvel at how absolutely polar opposite his life has turned out here in Hadriel than it ever was back in New York. Back home, he'd been this asshole drifter getting kicked out of a train of shitty apartments and jobs, racking up a tab for cheap whiskey at his only friend's bar. And now...
He's standing in his kitchen, watching Wade finish up dinner. He'd helped as much as he could, since he's not all that handy with cooking, and he's kind of hungry and whatever Wade's making smells pretty good, and the only thing that would make this better is if he could hear whatever shitty 80's song Wade's singing right now. It's all domestic and shit, and it's nice. He has a Nice Thing, and he hasn't fucked it up or lost it yet, which is a fucking first.
Gren really only half lives at this place anymore, too. Half the time he's at Wade's, since they just sort of go back to whoever's place is closest, and their stuff sort of migrates between the two houses depending on how much they forget to keep track of their clothes. There's something at the back of Gren's mind that whispers why even bother with two places, but he tries not to think about that too much. Don't push it. He can't have too much happiness, or else the universe'll notice and have to cut that shit out.
But, ultimately, Gren's... content. In a way that he hasn't been for centuries. It's both amazing and also terrifying as shit. It almost feels like he's cheating somehow, like he's gamed the system accidentally and eventually this'll get taken away. Like happiness is his ill-gotten gains.
"Almost done, babe?"
Whatever he's making, it smells great and Wade's the best damn cook. (Sorry, Texmex twins, you two are good but he's sleeping with this chef. He's biased.)