Two-Bit

PM:  I suppose not but like I said, I get it. You have a life and you can’t always be around to entertain me. Or make me feel better or whatever. Oh yeah, trust me. Got that message loud and clear. And you heard about the tutor being attacked right? They found pink hair at the scene.  Guess who unfortunately has pink hair and is a part of the family the hackers hate? It’s me. So you just have a whole breakfast buffet? Yeah. Yeah you can bring it. 

Everything you said is right, the other day. About needing something solid.  And I want to give that to you. Sho how can I give you that security and reassurance?  Heh. Maybe. I don’t do many commissions, so it’s a change. 

No. You’ve seen the better version of it. Meeeeeee. 

[PM]: Good thing ya do I guess. Maybe not in tha minute but ya know I’ll be there for ya in proximity to tha time. Fuck, ya need...What can I do? Ya, ya, who didn’t? They what? Can’t nobody for reals think ya had somethin’ ta do with that Rem. People know ya. I’ll do what I can ta protect ya. Yea, I do I guess. Wanted ta make sure ya had enough ta eat. Ya know I worry. Good. I will. 

Yea? Ya think? Ya do? Shit. Well I...That’s a hard thing fer me ta throw ideas out about. Because I know it ain’t just me an’ you. Which ya know I’m all good with, But I also ain’t never really done nothin like that, or beein involved with someone who did. Ain’t a bad thing, just a learnin’ curve. If ya wanna...I dunno. Label it in a way we can. Even if ya just wanna be seen in public together that’s chill too. Just...Ya know. However yer com’fterble. I wantcha ta be good with whatever it is too. Those are just’a couple’a ideas. Ya ever thought ‘bout startin’?

Ahhhh I see tha difference now. Ya wantin’ me ta want ta see yer brother shirtless? That’s a tongue twister right there, sure is. 

PM: You can’t be around all the time, and let’s be honest, neither of us are contactable all the time. So I get it.  Nothing much to say really, school hates me, I might be being set up for a crime and hey, you know, life is pretty much the same. Depends, what’s the food? 

I know you do, and it’s sweet. Hey, you wanted to talk about the future right? This is me, giving you an opening.  Beau’s little sub actually commissioned me to make something for him.  Which you know, is a picture of Beau. So..That. 

You wanna come see my brother shirtless? 

[PM]: Ya, I know. But is it such’a bad thing ta try? School hates ya huh? Er is tha feelin’ mutual? Set up fer a crime? Tha fuck? I made some pancakes, eggs, bacon, cut ya up some fruit, I got coffee an’ orange juice too. An’ some chocolate cake!

An openin’ eh? I’ll take it. Ain’t gunna look’a gift horse in tha mouth, ‘s what my mama always said. I dunno. I guess some kinda security might be’a nice thing ta have. Some kinda re’ssurance. Ya? That’s real nice Rem. Yer gonna do all kinds’a great with that. 

No ‘fense, but ain’t I kinda already seen it? Teasin’ teasin’. 

PM: It’s fine. It happens. I got though it, mostly by shutting myself in the studio but hey, why ruin a solid, well tested method? Is that you trying to bride the door open with food? 

Two, you don’t have to ask to come over, I’m pretty sure potential boyfriends get the open door policy. 

[PM]: Ya, still tho. I shoulda been around for ya. If ya change yer mind an’ wanna talk, ya know I’m here. I’ll listen. Maybe it is, ya. Ya in’trested?

I just wanna be respectful to ya Rem. Potential boyfriends eh? Can’t say that don’t have me feelin’ stuff. I missed ya, Remy. Whatcha workin on now?

It’s wayyyyyyyyyy too fuckin’ early for this fuckin’ bullshit. And, by bullshit, I mean being awake. Fuck. 

Go’on back ta bed then, ya dingus. 

[PM]: Shucks, I’m real sorry Rem. Wasn’t feelin’ too good yesterday. I’ll be ‘round more if ya want. Do ya still want me ta come? I got ya food.

[PM]: Ya? An’ if I toldya I’m on my merry ‘lil way? ‘Sup, Rem? Talk ta me. Ya know I gotcha.

Remy: You think I already don’t piss people off? I’m a gender-fluid artist who puts their sexuailty on the front and center of their life and wears mini-skirts so short it should be illegal half the time. Not exactly the shining beacon my father wanted in the first place. The real world is already going to hate me, Two. You just make your own armour for that sort of thing.  You worried about pissing off rich investors for my art shows? Because that’s an insane thing to think about. The truth is…relationships…for me..have always been more on the poly side of things. I’ve floated from bed to bed and from muse to muse. To lover to lover.  I’d need…to know the limits and to feel..comfortable with someone, I suppose, to stick that big label on it. I’m not saying no or yes. I adore being together, Two.  And don’t…say that you’re not in my league. All right? Because you are.  The word boyfriend isn’t something I typically do. I guess. 

Soda: Two, brother. How are you? We need a family New Years thing this weekend, to get together again. I'm good. Been thinkin about stuff.

Remy:  I just mean…you and the world knew going into this that I have that…connection with my brothers. I just don’t think I need to compromise either connection. I adore you,  you-…care and feel so deeply and you’re amazing in bed- and you make me smile with such little effort.  But if you don’t want to step on toes and if you don’t…think some awarkedness is worth it. I get it.  Is all I mean. 

Remy:  … Can I ask you what you want? Like, right now? 

Remy’: I like you Two. I don’t want you to back off. I’m just…free with my heart, I suppose. And that can get me in trouble.