‘ mishka ’

She had been out for her classes all morning and trying to talk to her professor ran into the afternoon. The not to pleasant meeting had turned her already bad mood even worse, and knowing Lie wasn’t going to be home added to her disappointment. As she was walking up the steps to her apartment her phone buzzed, signaling a call from the wicked witch of the west. “Hi Mommy!” grace chirped, the loud ranting immediately starting.

 unlocking her door and stepping, she dropped her bag by the door before looking up. the moment the words ‘hey gracie’ slip from the boys mouth her phone falls and she’s practically running to him, arms around his torso immediately.

he stumbles slightly under the impact of his blur of a childhood friend. it doesn’t take long before his arms wrap around her and he spins her around, laughing as he does. now this is what a reunion was meant to be like. he peels himself away from the embrace to look at her, a broad smile on his features as he whistles.

“well damn look at you gracie, you’re taller.” he note. “still just as red as ever though.” when they were children he’d been fascinated by her red hair, always finding some excuse to follow her around and play with it. he’d tried to braid flowers into it once, only succeeding in created a tangled mess around the petals. the memory reminds him and he holds up the lilies still awkwardly grasped in his fist. “oh ! -- i got you these! i uh- i couldn’t remember your favourites so i got you every lily they had.”

bambi: i think most people deserve the best

mishka: i think most people are assholes

mishka: not them though

judah: lets go get drinks

judah: first round of shots is on me

judah: a little fun never hurt anybody

he makes sure the next time he breaks into elijah’s place that his brother is in class. and maybe he hacked into the teachers computer and changed the lesson plan to include an extended lecture on their material on top of all their work. mishka’s determined to make this reunion a cheerful one, especially since his other one had ended in yelling rather than celebration. 

mishka fiddles with his hair for the fourth time in the past twenty minutes, glancing at the mountain of snacks he’s piled on the sofa, with netflix open on the tv. the moment he hears the door open he fixes his posture, rising to his full height whilst he holds the bouquet of assorted lillies in his right hand. he couldn’t remember what specific type of lily she loved, so getting them all seemed like a safe bet. the younger konig swallows down his nervousness as he spots the familiar red hair. 

“hey gracie.” he greets with a sheepish smile. “long time no see.”

• who talks the other into skipping class?

mishka- he slips his hand into ari’s and steals him away for the day

• who complains about their teacher’s handwriting?

ari- and mishka sits there propped against the pillows on ari’s bed waiting for ari to finish

• who rambles? and who kisses them to shut them up?

mishka- will occasionally spiral into frustrated rambles and ari responds by threading their fingers through mishka’s belt loops, tugging him closer and kissing him til he’s breathless

• who drags the other to A Little Disorganised’s new gig?

neither- mishka turns up early and before ald’s set he drags ari into a closet, and if ari turns up with only two minutes til they’re on stage, lips swollen and looking thoroughly debauched then mishka would have absolutely no part in that. nope. no siree. he’d have no idea what you’re on about.

• who fan girls over the royals? and who thinks they’re all stuck up?

neither- the time they spend together is usually spent locked in embraces, mouths slotted together and hands wandering, it’s safe to say they don’t spend too much time talking

• who suggests sleeping in the same bed first?

mishka- he’s staring at the floor when he suggests it, a flush high on his cheeks as he avoids looking at ari, so when they agree he can’t stop the way he grins

• who hates the other’s roommate?

neither- neither of them currently have roommates and that gives them free reign of each other’s apartments

• who tries to start a fight with dethroned? and who tells them off?

ari- the blog says something about mishka and ari is understandably angry, mishka just watches them with dazed eyes, chest swelling with warmth as they stand up for him

• when someone is flirting with their SO, who punches the flirter in the face? and who interrupts the flirter so they can make out?

ari- ari punches the guy in the face and mishka really shouldn’t find that so endearing, other times mishka shoves the flirter out of the way, tugging ari closer and pressing his lips against theirs until the guy gets the message and walks away

• who drags them off for fun in empty classrooms?

ari- they instigate it this time, manhandling a startled mishka through the doorway of the empty classroom

• who steals the other’s clothes?

both- it all starts with mishka stealing one of ari’s hoodies, he thinks he looks stupid, sleeves drooping past his knuckles but it’s comfortable and ari’s cologne clings to it so he really isn’t complaining

• who smuggles a stray animal onto campus? and who tries to convince them to Put That Thing Back Where It Came From™️?

ari- they bring home a stray kitten and mishka dislikes all animals over than his snake

• who tries to study? and who tries to distract them?

ari- they sit surrounded by books trying to study but mishka is very talented at being a good distraction

• who gets way too heated in debates? and who has to drag them away to calm down?

ari- they get riled up by this idiot they’re debating against so mishka drags them out of the class and into an empty room 

• who spams the other’s phone with memes?

ari- they send mishka the most ridiculous memes they can find

• who uses cheesy pick up lines?

mishka- the sweeter ones make ari flush and mishka loves it

• who said ’ i love you’ first?

mishka- it’s said in the heat of the moment, chest heaving as the two of them argue before he blurts it out, fists clenched and cheeks red

• who gets covered in hickeys?

ari- mishka, he gets very carried away when it comes to ari

• who kisses the other during arguments?

ari- it catches mishka off guard but he’s all too eager to respond

• who always oversleeps in the mornings? and who has to wake them up for class?

>:c

“you want something that pisses me off? i’ve got quite a few. 

<3

“this person is... incredible. they’re smart and witty and they don’t take anyone’s bullshit. they certainly don’t take mine. they captured my attention the moment i saw them- and it sounds cheesy i know, but if you knew who they were you’d understand. they were sat there, hair messy and effortlessly beautiful. their eyes were so impossibly dark and they skipped right over me, moving around the room. i’ve never felt such a need to be noticed before. i’m not like elijah, i’ve never stood out. i don’t normally have eyes on me, no-one really cares if i fade into the back ground. but god, the things i would do to have those eyes on me just a little longer.”

>:

“you want to delve into my insecurities now? do you have all day? 

...i know you said dislike, but that’s too weak of a word for what i feel. so i’ll tell you something i hate: i hate how worthless i am. i don’t have a purpose. not really. no one needs me, i don’t have a destiny or a legacy or anything that makes me more than just a body using up oxygen.”

<:

“what i like about myself? give me a hard question why dont you...

i like....i like...i....like.....

“...i’m lying all the time, dude.”

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• who talks the other into skipping class?

• who complains about their teacher’s handwriting?

• who rambles? and who kisses them to shut them up?

• who drags the other to A Little Disorganised’s new gig?

• who fan girls over the royals? and who thinks they’re all stuck up?

• who suggests sleeping in the same bed first?

• who hates the other’s roommate?

• who tries to start a fight with dethroned? and who tells them off?

• when someone is flirting with their SO, who punches the flirter in the face? and who interrupts the flirter so they can make out?

• who drags them off for fun in empty classrooms?

• who steals the other’s clothes?

• who smuggles a stray animal onto campus? and who tries to convince them to Put That Thing Back Where It Came From™️?

• who tries to study? and who tries to distract them?

• who gets way too heated in debates? and who has to drag them away to calm down?

• who spams the other’s phone with memes?

• who uses cheesy pick up lines?

• who said ’ i love you’ first?

• who gets covered in hickeys?

• who kisses the other during arguments?

“sit your ass down, mishka könig.” he yelled, pointing to the bar stool nearby before he could even pick up his bag.  it was rare for elijah to ever get mad at his brother but he knew mishka was playing with fire by this point.  he never was a strategist. “there are many things i want to say right now but i don’t think the neighbour below us should be subdued to that.”

he cranes his neck, “if i didn’t answer that call; he’d fly down here and just by hearing something close to your name he’d drag you back home with consequences we both would never survive.” elijah was mad, fuming, to be honest at mishka because out of all the stupidities he could possibly do.

it’s been seven years and to him, it feels like finally, the places have switched.  he’s finally matured to be the responsible older brother, to lead his baby brother from right and wrong but it’s the guilt that holds him together. it’s guilt of seeing the boy who was just a teen grow up knowing he abandoned him and never looked back. mishka didn’t have to know it was all for him.

“grace should be back soon.” he breathed out.  “you should stay for dinner.”

mishka flinches again, recoiling slightly from his brother. he hates it. he hates his own reaction. he hates that he’s forced to remind himself that this is elijah not his grandfather. he hates that at times like this elijah is too much like their grandfather. 

“youre not the one who deals with his consequences elijah.” he says bitterly, head down and the crescent moons of his nails digging into the flesh of his palms. “not anymore. not for the last seven years.”

mishka regrets the words as soon as they leave his mouth, although a part of him does wonder if elijah knew- if he was aware of all his grandfather’s punishments and just didnt care to stop him. that part of him sounds eerily like their grandfather. he’s hovering, poised on the balls of his feet halfway between the front door and the bar stool elijah demanded he sit on. he’s half tempted to just run now. fuck the konigs. he was never really one of them anyway. he wasn’t sure they ever wanted him to be. 

“oh i should, should i? and do what? play happy broken family? ask for you to pass the salt? chatter about our lives as if i haven’t been in russia for the past seven years? as if the only times i heard from you weren’t when you were plastered all over the tabloids? as if you don’t spend your spare time being a sadist? as if you didn’t-”

bambi: well you did say you wanted to give them self esteem... thats sweet to me

mishka: okay maybe i'm a little sweet

bambi: oh my

bambi: thats sweet

bambi: some people aren;t always confident in stuff like that

mishka: asdfghjkl this isn't fair

mishka: i want to give them things