das_boot (das_boot) wrote in valesco,
@ 2009-01-26 23:21:00

Who: Martin & Nick
What: They've both gone out with someone else. Neither is happy.
Where: Nick's apartment.
When: Laaaaaaate, after both of them get home from their respective dates.
Warnings: Language, for now.

Normally, Martin would have knocked before entering Nick's house. This was mostly because the one time he had barged in without doing so she had screamed at him mercilessly and kicked him out so he could repeat the process the right way. But tonight he didn't give a fuck. Tonight, he all but ripped the damned door off its hinges, letting it bang noisily against the far wall before he caught it on its rebounding trajectory and slammed it closed behind him. Hopefully that would be enough warning for her if (Merlin forbid) she had Betram in there with her.

"Nick!"

It was probably entirely too late (or early, depending on how you viewed that sort of thing) for him to be hollaring like he was, but he didn't care. Seeing that she wasn't in the living room, he immediately headed for the bedroom, throwing that door open without knocking too. He was relieved to find that she was in there alone.., he might have actually gone to jail for murder, otherwise. But that didn't stop him from stabbing his index finger towards her accusingly and saying quite loudly, "You have ruined me!" It probably would have been quite comical to hear such a dramatic statement come from him if he hadn't looked so furious. "I hope you had a great time with that stupid fucker Bertram, because thanks to you I had the worst night ever!".

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das_boot
2009-01-29 07:23 am UTC (link)

It was almost worth it to see her this out of sorts. It happened so very rarely that he got the upper hand with her in their arguments, and he couldn't say that he wasn't enjoying it a little bit. He was sure that he would be loving it even more if he wasn't slightly (ok, maybe not-so-slightly) freaked out by what he had said himself.

Being in the corner as he was, he quickly began to show his discomfort. Of course he had meant what he'd said... at least... he was pretty sure he did. It was hard to know when you didn't have anything to compare it to, but after a year spent with Nick he'd never had a single desire to cheat on her, could trust her not to do the same, actually enjoyed spending time with her and above all... he trusted her. If that wasn't love he didn't know what was.

So he very carefully lifted his hands to either side of her face, gently smooshing her cheeks so that her lips made a strange, fish-mouthed shape. He stared down at her with utmost seriousness for a few moments and then, still in that quiet voice, he repeated himself for her. "I said... I love you."

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