golden trunks

It was a habit for Viktor to take long walks at night. Most of the walks ended only after he’d gotten into a fight, but he hadn’t found any signs of trouble yet. Slipping into a diner, he figured he’d just grab something to eat before moving onto another part of the city, but instead he saw a familiar face. Smoothly, he kissed both of Alfie’s cheeks. “I could ask you same thing. You have concert soon?” 

He smirked a little, glancing down at himself. “Would you like to check? You did get name right, but maybe you remember more if you check.” He  nudged Alfie back towards the seat, changing his plans. Viktor figured hanging around with the rockstar was a more interesting use of his time, especially considering the fun they had a few times. “Order cheesecake.” He got the attention of the waitress. “Yes, get us cheesecake.” He grinned at the man beside him. “Unless you want something else in your mouth?” 

“Nah, I just sort of...moved here on a whim.” Alfie laughed as he cupped the other’s face to get a good look at him, smiling.  “You look so so so  good.” he complimented with a chaste kiss before he led him back to the small table. “My wife and I split, so I decided I just needed some fresh disgusting city air and all that.” he laughed as he sat back down.

At the man’s offer, Alfie snorted,before covering his face and laughing. “You know, I might definitely take you up on that offer. Just to like you know, confirm I actually know you...because you know, I’m so famous it’s hard to tell sometimes.” he teased playfully, grinning as he sat back and crossed his legs.  He let the man order them cheesecake before he rolled  his eyes at him. “Well duh, of course I do. We’re just in public.” he winked. “So besides being as horny as ever, how are you love? It’s been so long!”

zed had never been a morning person, it’s why he loved working for himself. he could sleep for as long as he wanted without a care about bosses or rushing about. he made a small noise as he cracked one eye open to look at alfie. he pressed it back shut when he realised it was far too bright for his liking, instead, he grabbed the younger male pulling him over the top of himself like a blanket, “don’t remind me,” he grumbled unhappily. at the mention of swapping jobs zed pulled back squinting at alfred. “you, work on engines?” he made a noise between a huff and a laugh. “i’d be more worried about you getting squished, though seeing you all dirty would be a site,” he said the last part with a smirk. in one quick move he reversed their positions pressing the younger man to the bed. “you’re too pretty to work in a shop, i think i prefer you on stage,” he placed one kiss on alfred’s neck before pulling away. “come on lazy, if you behave i’ll make you breakfast.”

alfie laughed at the way the man batted and eye open before closing it again.  “c’mon the curtains make it so dark in here, you’re a baby.” he teased softly, before quietly squeaking as he was pulled on top of the larger man.  “hey, you’re so rude. i could be great at it.” he complained as he sat up on zed’s hips, looking down proudly. “i’m right good with cars, you’re just a hater.” he said smirking. “if you don’t squish me, i don’t think the engine will.” he giggled, before huffing again as they were rolled over. al easily wrapped his legs and arms around zed, trying to pull him closer. “you’re too pretty to work in a shop too, you know.” he murmured, biting at his lower lip.  “i don’t wanna behave.” he tested quietly, playfully digging his heel into zed’s lower back.  “i just had to deal with eight whole hours of no attention, you really think you’re getting out of this bed right now?” he asked with a playfully raised brow.

Alfie almost couldn’t believe his eyes. He was out for his usual two am munchie run. While during the day time he was the type to meal plan, and eat granola for fun, add a little weed and a 24 hour diner a block away and he became a broken man.  He had been busy munching on some fries when he saw who entered. 

Without a word the small man hopped up from his seat, greeting his old friend before the waitress even could. “What the fuck are you doing in New York?” he asked with a big grin as he leaned up to kiss at the man’s cheeks. He pulled back and stroked at the one. “You are getting old finally I see.” he joked with a wink before humming. “Are you here meeting someone? Come sit with me if not I probably need someone to stop me from ordering cheesecake.” he laughed, rubbing a hand over his stomach  as he moved towards the table, grinning. “Viktor, right? I am so bad with names, but I never forget a dick or face.” he snorted, showing that he was just a little under the influence.

Apollo couldn’t exactly tell if someone had allowed the drunk stranger to waltz into the tower or someone had brought him home but he ended up on the wrong floor. Unless he was actually one of the permissible forty-three, then he was someone he hasn’t had the unfortunate pleasure of meeting until now. “In my bedroom,” he said in a stern voice. If he wasn’t afraid about his towel dropping, he would have literally thrown the man out. “Now get out.”

The small man jumped some at the tone, before sighing and rubbing at his eyes. “Mm, fine, fine. Jesus.” he sighed as he ran a hand through his hair.  “Fine, fine.” he sighed, holding his hands up as he walked towards the door. He sighed quietly. “Where am I and how do I get out of here? This does not look like the club...” he yawned quietly, leaning against the frame of the door.

Alfred knew better than to get attached. Twenty-nine with two divorces is more than enough to scare anyone away from trying to fall in love. For now he was just trying to enjoy whatever the fuck was going on.  Still, after waking up next to someone for two days in a row, it was hard for him not to have heart eyes. He watched the blond sleep, lazily tracing his fingers over the man’s chest.  “Mm, don’t you have work soon, loser?” he asked playfully as he leaned in to kiss along Zed’s jaw. “Unless you want me to try your job. I might be right good at it.” he whispered. “If you wanna go perform for me tonight in Queens.” he continued whispering as his hands traced over the man’s side, wanting to see what would get him to wake up.

[ open starter ] Location: Avengers Tower The Umbrella Academy

Apollo went from sleeping in his car and motels to an entire floor of a building to himself. It also went from being a lone wolf to living in a tower full of other people with some shared interest. They were adjustments that he needed time to get used to but, in the end, he only really cared if he could take a hot shower or not. 

After fifteen minutes of standing under running water, he emerged out of the bathroom with a towel wrapped around his waist. He was confused to find someone making themselves cozy into his bed in his momentary absence. He cleared his throat to get their attention and arched a brow at them. “I think you might have the wrong bedroom on the wrong floor.”

Alfie was pissed.  He was sure he hadn’t drank that much in his entire life. Well, he liked to pretend that he didn’t get this hammered often. However as he heard a man’s voice he rolled over and squinted, seeing a tall man in his towel. “Huh...” he hummed quietly to himself as he sat up. 

The smoke break had become a must, her uniform jacket discarded back in the patrol car since she wasn’t about to go back to work showing signs that having stepped up into Eudora’s position was, in fact, stressing her out a little bit. She exhaled smoke in a rather loud sigh and held the cigarette in her right hand, other hand toying with the lighter. “Look, I’ve one left,” She sighed. “If I give it to you, promise you won’t tell my boss you found me out here?”