smile & wave

the male wasn’t the best when it came to kids . usually he hated the things , their sticky hands and loud voices , but since dating nathan and getting close to annie he was beginning to grow a soft spot .. today wasn’t the case , though , and as the girl thumped into his legs he growled in frustration and waited for the other man to catch up . there was no way that woody was going to touch the child and help her stand , knowing that with his luck he’d be called out for being a creep and thrown in a jail cell before lunchtime . “ if your kid has a tendency to run into people maybe you should put ‘em on a leash or something so she doesn’t catapult into people like me . careful , she might’a caught rabies from me . i ain’t the cleanest of the bunch . hasn’t anyone told you to avoid the andersons ?? “ 

There was something weird about this guy that made Vin feel a little weird, unsure what to say about the rabies comment or the fact he said he wasn’t clean. Vin frowned. 

‘As a police officer, I find it’s my job to be around the people others tend to avoid,’ he said calmly, keeping his daughter close to him. ‘She’s eight, she doesn’t need to be on a leash. She was just excited. I’m sorry, sir, are you okay? Do you need anything?’

“I think a lot of people try to call you daddy and think you aren’t anything else because you’re a little older. You like having your ass fucked and being called pretty.” Since Jack was used to getting stared at, he wouldn’t give a fuck if people started looking at him funny.

He leaned back in his chair and took another sip of his drink before smirking over the rim. Right about now, he’d love to know what was going on in Vince’s head, though he wasn’t about to ask. “Enh, I’m sure we all have regrets. We all have things we would go back and change, but it’s how we learn from it that matters.”

Vin hated that the comment made him flush because it seemed that Jack had hit the nail on the head. Whilst he enjoyed the dominant role, sometimes it was nice to be the submissive one. All he could do was drink. He wasn’t sure what else to say apart from--

‘Yeah. I guess you’re right.’ 

Rory: oooh la la you fancy

Rory: don't you worry I'm 2 white claws in and feeling fantastic

Rory: so I will walk to ya! need me to bring anything over?

Vin: I am a man of many alcohols

Vin: just yourself

Rory: Well hey there

Rory: Nirvana? ooooh yes

Rory: If you've got whiskey, I could cry

Vin: whiskey, beer, vodka, tequila

Vin: you name it I've probably got it

Vin: hey you

Why did Vinnie’s lips feel so good against his own? He could feel his body melt into his friends for a second, before their shared kiss came to an end once more. “Friends with benefits? In my twenty seven years on this earth, I’ve never had a friend who I casually fool around with.” The nurse admitted as he proceeded to follow Vincent back over towards the couch, sitting himself down. Ezra quite liked the idea of this, even if his stomach was riddled with nerves. “I’m working this weekend, man. Who know’s whats going to walk through the emergencies doors.. This world is rife right now.”

‘Mazel tov, you do now.’ Vin smiled, watching as Ezra came to sit next to him. He spoke about the issues that were going on around them, and he nodded. Yeah... he’d been watching a lot of news recently.

‘Amber got Rosie?’ He asked. ‘I’m with Sarah. Imogen is taking the weekend off to recuperate. She’s been going through a lot recently... like... more than I ever imagined. I mean, she was bad when we were together, with her mental health, but this is just...’ He let out a breath. ‘Something else.’

“Actually, I said you looked like a daddy.  Which could very well have been an insult,” he pointed out, a brow rising to mock the other’s expression.  “And the fact that you didn’t take it as such tells me a lot about who you are and what you’re about.  Don’t worry, though, I’m into it,” Braxton finished with a smirk, bringing his drink to his lips and downing it in one more go.

“What can I say?  The guys my age don’t know what they want.  I’m not into the wishy-washy,” the explanation made him smile again, and he placed his empty glass on the bar behind him.  “Anything that’s not gin, thanks.”

‘I don’t insult easily.’ Vin replied with a smile. Anything that’s not gin. Well that just made Vin want to order gin, but instead he chose two whisky and cokes, something stronger for him to get him buzzed quicker. 

‘So what do you say, we gonna drink this and get outta here? I’m not getting any younger.’ He said as he paid for their drinks. ‘My place or yours? You still live with your folks?’

As his message sent, she felt the vibration in the pocket of her jeans. First step completed, contact was made. She itched for a cigarette, but calmed her nerves. Not in front of the children. Rory was 27, but more and more recently, especially after her big breakup, she felt more childish than anything else. But being a responsible adult was probably a thing to be, at least in this moment, anyways.

“Well, I’m a cashier. Which isn’t much, but it pays the bills. I spin records there, sometimes, just to entertain myself, but I used to have a bit of a DJ career. The possibilities are endless, in the music world. But records are my favorites of all.” She paused, thinking. “Very stoked for the new 1975 record. It’ll be lining the shop. And Haim’s gonna drop something soon, too. The new Tame Impala album was tight.”

‘Records are the best. Sometimes it’s good to have old instead of new.’ Vin hoped she would understand the double entendre. ‘We should get a drink and listen to some records sometime.’

He looked over his shoulder at Sarah who was now waving for her dad to come over. Dad duty called; he could flirt with Rory later. 

‘I’ll call you, yeah?’

She loved listening to people say her name. It made her feel important, somehow. The effect was not lost when he repeated it. She liked the feeling of her name from someone else’s lips. “Vinny… I like it.” She smirked right back, already feeling out the dynamic of this conversation. Rory was naturally a flirt, and this was like a game to her. A game she very much enjoyed winning.

“Bass? Ah.” She nodded, handing back his phone, a new look of appreciation crossing her features. “I’m a bass player. I’ve played in a few bands, over the years. But I work at Resident Records. You wanna talk music, you come to me, okay? I can tell you anything there is to know.”

He sent Rory a quick message so she had his number too before putting the phone back into his pocket. He glanced quickly over at the park and saw that Sarah was fine, playing with some other kids. Vin knew that she could stand up for herself if she needed to (even if she did get bullied at school), and if she had a problem she would come to her parents. 

‘Oh, no way? That’s awesome. What do you do there? Any good music coming out soon?’

Ezra figured Vinnie would be understanding, although he couldn’t help but to feel bad for the guy, he knew exactly how blue balls felt. He glanced into his friends eyes as his face was held within Vinnie’s hands, and smiled. “I don’t think sex is a good idea, man.” Ezra informed through an exhale. “But I do feel bad for.. turning you on.. I’m just.. nervous. I feel like my eighteen year old self again.” His first time would always be memorable, just like this instance. “But I.. never noticed how cute you l-look.. close up.”

Above all else, Ezra’s friendship was the most important to him. There were other ways to get off, and he’d enjoyed sucking Ezra’s dick. There were worse things to do in an afternoon. 

Vin pressed his lips to Ezra’s gently. ‘If you ever need to get off, give me a call and I’ll be happy to help. Call it a friends with benefits situation without the sex and we can... foreplay, as you put it.’

He grinned, walking back over to the couch. ‘Any plans for the weekend?’

It was in that moment that Rory realized the kid was his, and therefore maybe flirting with him wasn’t the best idea. Maybe a mom was in the picture, and then this all would seem like some bad dream, making her bad day… well, worse.

But then he answered that fear on his own, with a wink of course, asking for her number. This was more of Rory’s speed. “That sounds like the best thing I’ve heard all day. I’m Rory, by the way. Rory Reilly. You like music, mystery man?”

‘Rory.’ Vin replied with a smile, writing her name in his phone and then handing it over to her to put her number in. ‘I’m Vincent. You can call me Vin, Vince, Vinny... officer... some other things once we get more acquainted and I know what kind of things you’re interested in.’ He flirted with a smirk.

‘Music? Sure, I played bass back in the day but I can’t say I’m that great.’

Weston flicked a paper clip at him. “Come on man. You can’t for once think you were in the right. You’re better than that, Vin. You fucked up, and you know you did. I dunno about you, but that’s all they preached to us. I had one instructor that told us over and over, it doesn’t matter if Karen from the bank down the road gets drunk in her driveway and screams into the void at 3am before puking, but if I do it, it’s frowned upon.” 

He signed into his desk computer, lulling his head over to look at Vin once again. “We’re still trying to figure out how to get in and talk to this guy to get him. He keeps everything lowkey and away so it doesn’t get back to him, and if it does, he can’t be tied to it.”

Vin rolled his eyes again and gave Weston the finger. ‘Yeah, I know but Rusty is a grade A asshole,’ he replied picking up the paper clip Weston had flicked, fiddling with it. ‘and so was that douchebag, fucking Edward Benson. I’d beat the shit out of him again if I could.’

Edward Benson was the former paramedic who had been arrested for possession of category A images of children, along with videos and had also been charged with acts himself. It had made Vin sick when he was interviewing him; the man had no remorse. And he’d flipped, beating him up and taking three officers to pull Vin off the man. Who could blame him?

‘Need someone to go under cover? I could do it.’

While Ezra checked on his daughter, it gave him time to compose his thoughts and nerves as Vinnie spoke of more. Should he wait until he finds someone he truly loves before delving into the world of gay sex? But then he remembered just how turned on his friend also felt, and how unfair it would be to suddenly leave. Ruffling his hair with his right hand, Ezra returned and forced a smile, before nodding his head towards Vinnie. “Yeah man, she’s still sparko.” He informed while nibbling his lower lip in an anxious manor. “To which I’m surprised.. Y’know.” The nurse giggled, his cheeks flushed with the embarrassment. “Look um, I don’t know if I should wait to meet someone before I experience the intercourse side? I’m sure I could.. uhh.. we could..foreplay?” Ezra suggested through a mumble, fuck, his heart was beating fast.

Vin could tell from the look on Ezra’s face that he was a little uncomfortable, and the last thing he wanted to do was make his friend feel weird. He walked over to Ezra and placed his hands on his shoulders before moving them up, resting either side of his face.

‘If you want to wait, you wait,’ Vin said softly. ‘I don’t want to make you do something you don’t want to do. I can get laid... with other people.’ He smiled. ‘Go at your own pace, yeah?’