Daryan Crescend

Twenty minutes… Plenty of time to get ready, and even more time to think. 

[Text] See you there

Oh. Hey, that’s awesome, at least! I never knew that. Ya learn something new every day, huh?

Larry wants to ask another question, but Daryan and Klavier are at the door in a flash. Larry is too scared to move with Blondie on his shoulder, so he just gives a feeble little wave with his free hand. All of a sudden, the orange idiot feels a wave of panic rush over him. Not only are they going to talk about the possibility of a polyamorous relationship, but Klavier’s going to ask about the whole true of the Dahlia incident. Oh, no. Is it too late to turn tail and hide?

Hey! Good to see ya! I found another little blonde cutie pie while we were waiting for ya. Daryan, hey, thanks for having us.

@guilty-love

Thinking about it later, Klavier has to admit that he was stupid. He’s standing in front of Daryan’s apartment, whom he has informed about his visit. And yet, when he hears the steps coming closer to the door, when he hears the clicking of the key turning and hears the door opening he hopes that it’s Larry who he sees first. Sandy hair, warm eyes, a cute little goatee, a bright, warm smile.

But it’s Daryan who opens the door. Which is only normal, considering this is his apartment.

Hey Daryan.

Klavier is surprised that he’s even able to smile. He has been sure that there would be another breakdown immediately when he sees his best friend, the memories of what has happened washing over him. But he stays strong. He pushes back the darkness that dares to wash over him, pushes back the guilt and everything else and simply smiles at Daryan.

And then there is Larry’s voice. Warm and sweet and another wave of panic threatens to wash him away. How should he behave? What should he do? He can’t go and hug Larry in front of Daryan, right? He can’t just go and kiss him? He can’t-

Klavier steps in and takes a deep breath at the same time. Yes, he can. This is not some delicate situation anymore, not one of these moments where he has to make sure that his behavior towards one doesn’t hurt the other, right?

He has made his decision. And both, Larry and Daryan know about it.

Quickly, the prosecutor discards of his jacket and his shoes before stepping closer towards his boyfriend, curious blue eyes taking in the sight of the cute, blonde lady on Larry’s shoulder.

Such a pretty fellow… just look how tiny the nose is!

Daryan closes the door behind Klavier and the air grows tense...r. To say it hadn’t been at least a little weird the moment he opened the door to catch some micro-expression of disappointment, or... fear, or hurt on his friend’s part - Or, hell, to deny that this encounter hasn’t been weird from the start would be a lie. 

But Daryan is no stranger to the weird, and so he grins and bears it. So to speak. 

“Her name’s Blondie.” 

The rat looks up from her grooming, whiskers twitching at this new stranger.

I’m not making it weird, she’s the one with the interesting taste in kisses! Heh heh! She’s cute, Daryan.

Larry banters back in mock protest. This isn’t quite how he’d expected to start his chat with the former Gavinners, but hey: it’s pretty fun! Besides, it’s lightening the mood quite a bit, especially since Larry isn’t sure how Klavier is going to take their proposal. He seems rather pleased when Blondie situates herself comfortably atop his shoulder and begins to groom.

Aw, that’s good! I like her, too. Hey, how’d you end up taking them on as pets? And does our other “Blondie” like them? Speaking of, he’s coming, right?

Guilty-Love

When Klavier arrives in front of Daryan’s door he stops for a moment, lingering on his thoughts. The last time he had met with Daryan and Larry at the same time things had turned out terrible in the end. At least for him.

He knows that it’s stupid to think of it. Things had been different back then. Larry and Daryan have kept secrets from him. Secrets, that were out in the open now.

But it’s exactly those secrets that makes Klavier hesitate. After all, it’s the first time that he sees his best friend since…

Well. Since he knows the truth.

The prosecutor sighs but then simply pushes the button to ring the bell. Hesitating even longer won’t make things better. He has said it once to Larry and it applies to this situation too – better ripping off the bandage all at once instead of hesitating and suffering.

“They were the only pet I could sneak home as a kid. When there was only one, anyway. But then I learned they needed friends and by then nobody cared so... I brought in a couple more.” He smiles to himself, shaking his head at the memory of his antics. “They’re contained, usually quiet, and out of the way so they were easy for my dad to forget about, y’know?”

Daryan checks the time - Klavier should be there soon, and he’s about to say as much when the bell rings. “Ah, speak of the devil.”

He takes a moment to compose himself, at the same time trying to remember what Klavier thought of his rodents. It had been a while since he had been able to keep any. 

A deep breath later and Daryan keeps his nerve long enough to open the door, and even offer a smile to his friend before stepping out of the way, making room for Klavier to come inside.

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                              BOLD all that applies to your muse.                              italicized  -  applicable in some way.

• eyes:   blue | green | brown | hazel | gray | gray-blue | other • hair:   blond | sandy | brown | black | auburn | ginger | grey / white | multi-color | other • body type:   skinny | slender | slim | built | curvy | athletic | average | muscular | pudgy | overweight • skin:   pale | light | fair | freckled | tan  | olive | medium | dark | discolored • gender:   male | female | trans | cis | agender | demigender | genderfluid | other | doesn’t like labels | don’t have any definite headcanon either way • sexuality: heterosexual | homosexual | bisexual | pansexual | asexual | demisexual | other | unsure | doesn’t like labels • romantic orientation:   homoromantic | heteroromantic | biromantic |  panromantic | aromantic | demiromantic | unsure | doesn’t like labels

• species:   human | undead | shapeshifter | demon | angel | witch | ghost | incubus / succubus | werewolf | alien | mutant | android | other • education:   high school | college | university | master’s degree | PhD | other • i’ve been: in love | hurt | ill | mentally abused | bullied | physically abused|tortured| brainwashed | shot

• positive traits:  affectionate | adventurous | athletic | brave | careful | charming | confident | creative | cunning | determined | forgiving | generous | honest | humorous | intelligent | loyal | modest | patient | selfless | polite | down-to-earth | diligent | romantic | moral | fun-loving |charismatic | calm • negative traits:  aggressive | bossy | cynical | envious | shy | fearful | greedy | gullible | jealous | impatient | impulsive | cocky | reckless | insecure | irresponsible | mistrustful | paranoid | possessive | sarcastic | self-conscious | selfish | swears | unstable | clumsy | rebellious | emotional | vengeful | anxious | self-sabotaging | moody | peevish | angry | pessimistic | slacker | thin skinned |overly dramatic | argumentative

• living situation:   lives alone | lives with parent(s) / guardian | lives with significant other | lives with a friend | drifter | homeless | lives with children | other • parents/guardian:   mother | father | adoptive | aunt | uncle | foster | grandmother | grandfather | other • sibling(s):   sister(s) | brother(s) | none | other • relationship:  single | crushing | dating | engaged | married | separated | it’s complicated | verse dependent

• i have a(n):   developmental disorder | learning disorder | personality disorder | mental disorder | anxiety disorder | sleep disorder | eating disorder | behavioral disorder | substance-related disorder | PTSD | mental disability | physical disability | other

• things i’ve done before: had alcohol | smoked | stolen | done drugs | self-harmed | starved | had sex | had a threesome | had a one-night stand | gotten into a fist fight | gone to hospital | gone to jail | used a fake ID | played hooky | gone to a rave | killed someone | had someone try to kill them

Might not be a life coach, but you’re damn smart, ya know? You’re a cool dude, Daryan.

Larry’s expression is warm: one of admiration, something he’d usually save whenever Phoenix Wright is involved.

I guess things are looking up, yeah. I haven’t done anything stupid enough to risk my life or anybody else’s, and I think you and me are cool now, right? Nobody’s been hurt in a while, and we’re kinda taking things one day at a time. And you? You doin’ better than before, I hope?

The orange idiot lights up with curiosity as Daryan removes Blondie from the cage. She definitely looks chunky enough, Larry marvels! Would she really be able to run up his adm? But she’s actually really cute, and any lingering doubts fall away. The orange idiot nods and does as he’s told, straightening his arm and keeping it almost locked in place to support the rat’s weight.

Well, hiya, Blondie! Did Daryan tell you that you’re just my type? Cute, petite, and blonde!

Daryan fumbles, briefly, for a response and keeps his eyes on the little rodent all the while to avoid the full brunt of such genuine and kind openness. He’s no stranger to being admired, but this... This is different. And somehow unexpected. Such freely-given approval from someone he cares about is - well - 

Thankfully he doesn’t have to worry about it for too long as Larry moves swiftly onward, and Daryan can breathe a quiet sigh of relief though the smile turning the corners of his lips - a smile he didn’t realize had come to him until then - lingers. 

“We’re definitely cool, man. You’re a bigger guy than I am, Larry.” He chuckles. “Seriously, a guy comes at you like that, gets your ankle twisted, next thing you know we’re talking about a relationship together.”

He’s still not quite sure how what happened where when he really thinks back on things. Nevertheless he’s grateful to be where he is now. 

“Things are getting better for sure. No doubt.”

In response to Daryan’s question about his mom, Larry merely shrugs. He doesn’t want to ruin the mood or make either one of them more anxious than they need to be, what with Klavier coming over to hear the good news and all. Fortunately, the subject moves on, and Larry can definitely roll with that.

Yeah, but knowing what I want, and knowing how to get what I want–those are two different things! You really are a guy who has it all. Looks, talent, charm, fame, all that good stuff. Cute chicks are nice–lucky you with the threesome bet! It’s been a while since I’ve had one, but maybe we’ll luck out and I’ll learn a thing or five.

Larry listens intently, however, when Daryan gives him a pointer about being confident. The orange idiot can play brave and cocky, but he’s not exactly ever confident in anything he does (except for shameless flirting). Too many people have worn him down over the years with their comments, but maybe an old dog can learn a few new tricks from someone younger and wiser. It doesn’t take a lot to be wiser than Larry Butz.

Huh? Uh, sure! Why not? I always love a chance to hold a pretty girl. What’re their names?

“That’s fair enough. You’re right, they’re different things - Knowing what you want and then also making it happen. I don’t really have a whole lot of advice. I’m no life coach or anything.” He shrugs a little as he grabs another trio of rat treats. “But hey, even I didn’t start with all that. Or any of that, actually.”

“Things are looking up though, right? Even if the three of us don’t work out - and I hope it does for sure - You’re still doing better than you were, right?”

Daryan coaxes one of the rats back to the cage door - a large handful of a rat with a cream-colored hood - so he can get her to hop up on his palm before handing her a treat. “This one’s Blondie. The black and white one is CC, and the dark brown one is Brownie.”