What's The Worst That I Could Say? [Alex, Open]

[Zeke Ira Bennett]

I was getting the hang of using my new mobile phone. It wasn't like those other models I'd seen on television which, to me, seemed like alien technology. It was simple and easy to use. I'd sent Alex a text message not too long ago asking him to head to the Wren's Pub with me because I wanted to invite him out for a drink or two. The guy deserved it. He had, after all, saved my life and offered me somewhere to stay while I found my feet.

"Can I have two lagers, please, mate?" I asked the bartender with an easy smile. He nodded and said that he'd have them right away before going to get two clean pint glasses. As I waited, I turned to look at the pub. It was really nice inside. It was warm and had that homey kind of feeling. They could expect a new regular here because I was already in love with this place. Since there were many people in here, there was also a myriad of emotions in the air; some good, some bad. And, being a Demon, I fed off the negative ones. Yep, I was definitely coming here more often.

After paying for the two beers, I headed off to an empty table in the corner. It had booth-like seating which looked really snug. So I sat there and waited for Alex to turn up. It wasn't like he'd sent me a text saying that he wasn't going to appear.

··outfit: clicky! ··tagged: Alex, Open. ··notes: n___n ··
··lyrics:the wicked end by avenged sevenfold ··credit: bluuie!

[/size]

[Alexander Jay García Torres]

Alex wasn't sure if he should go out tonight. Mack wasn't home to ask him if he didn't mind and he didn't want the guy to worry. After a whole of ten minutes debating whether he should go out or not, Alex was putting on eyeliner and grabbing his coat to head out the door. He left behind a note that just said he was heading out for a pint with Zeke and that he'd be back soon. Mack wouldn't die if he made himself his beloved add-boiling-water ramen one night, would he?

"Hey, Zeke." Alex said, rubbing his nose, red from the cold, with his navy scarf. "Kinda freezing out, huh?" The teen smiled and settled himself down in the cosy booth seating, getting in by the corner because that was his favorite spot. The pub was warm inside and he could already feel his fingertips tingle as the cold began to ebb away.

"This one's mine, right?" Alex asked, pointing with a spidery finger at the untouched glass. "Gracias." The teen chimed before taking it. Zeke had said he was buying tonight so, of course, it was his. The drink was cold but once it slid easily down his throat, he felt it warm up in his stomach. With a content sigh, Alex set it back down on the cardboard coaster and got out his cigarettes - since Mack wasn't around he guessed he could sate his vice for the time being.

"So. How was your first day?" Alex questioned, cupping his hands by the end of the tab that hung loosely from his lips so he could light it. God, he really needed to stick to his promise and quit already. It was a surprise Mack hadn't figured him out yet.




outfit;; clicky! tagged;; ---

[/color] notes;; --- [/color] words;; 294
[/size][/blockquote][/blockquote][/center][/blockquote]

[Zeke Ira Bennett]

I grinned once I spotted Alex bustle his way through the other revellers in the pub. I'd expected him to take longer than he had so I was bit surprised when I saw him walk through the door. I scooted over so I could let the kid get in by the corner which looked like his intention. It was kind of adorable how he was rubbing his pinkened nose in a bid to warm it up. But that was one of those thoughts which I doubted I'd ever voice because, yeah, I didn't want Mack to skin me alive. He didn't seem like the type of guy I wanted to get into the bad books with.

"First day was good." I said with a shrug, licking the froth from my upper lip after taking a long slew on my beer. Beer was, by far, one of the best creations man had made. It was delicious. "The cook actually made me some food as a welcome. Dessert too." I patted my stomach happily and leaned back into the cushioned seating.

Alex smoked? Wow. I didn't know that. I'd never seen him so much touch a cigarette in the house and the place had never smelt of smoke. Did Mack even know about this? I cleared my throat awkwardly and nodded at the cigarette. "You smoke?" Well. Obviously. If he didn't he wouldn't be smoking right now. "You know what I mean. I just never knew that you smoked."

··outfit: clicky! ··tagged: Alex, Open. ··notes: n___n ··
··lyrics:the wicked end by avenged sevenfold ··credit: bluuie!

[/size]

[Alexander Jay García Torres]

That was a very nice thing for the cook to have done. Not many places gave new employees welcomes like that one; Alex certainly hadn't had one. All Alex had got was a day worth of training and shoved out to attend to the patients. No one had thought to even bring him a measly, grey coffee from the cafeteria. "That was nice of them, what did they make?" Alex asked, trying to seem uninterested when, in fact, he was. He wanted to know what they had made Zeke because, y'know, he just wanted to know. Curiosity. That was all.

When Zeke nodded in his direction when he took the first drag on his cigarette, he thought that the guy wanted one. He held the smoke in his lungs for a few seconds, giving him a weird look when he asked whether he smoked. Well, of course he did. But then it dawned on him that Zeke didn't know. Alex chuckled a breathed out a long, relaxing stream of grey smoke. "Yeah, I do. Mack doesn't know so..." Alex picked up his glass and brought it up to his lips. "..let's keep this hush-hush, yeah?" The teen winked at the older man and tilted the glass upwards, letting the chilled liquid fill his mouth and slide down his throat.

"So, Zeke, remember anything before you fell?" It was worth a try, maybe with being out and about recently some memories had stirred in him or something. Alex jumped slightly with a small 'oh' noise, nudging the cigarette carton in Zeke's direction. "How rude of me... want one?"




outfit;; clicky! tagged;; ---

[/color] notes;; --- [/color] words;; 267
[/size][/blockquote][/blockquote][/center][/blockquote]

[Zeke Ira Bennett]

"They made me this chicken dish thing. It was chinese, I think?" I'm sure that Silver had said what it was called but I couldn't, for the life of me, remember what it was. "And then there were these things he called 'shot desserts' because they were in... a shot glass? What's that?" To me they just looked like little glasses, I don't know why they'd be called shot glasses. Did they have something to do with bullets, guns and shooting? I really don't know. "But, yeah, didn't top your cooking, little man." I was quick to add because I could totally sense the envy coming off Alex right now. Although I could draw energy off it but having a decent meal served with a smile beat that.

When Alex asked if I remembered anything, I simply shook my head. "Nah... nothing so far." I don't think the boy would take it well if I took him that I was actually an Angel banished from Heaven and forced to walk among mortals as a Demon. A little voice in me was saying that Alex wouldn't take it well. I took a cigarette offered to me and copied Alex's previous actions from before - I wanted to try anything and everything, and if Alex liked it, it was worth trying, no?

It wasn't so bad. I'd expected smoking to be nicer than it seemed. It tasted rather vile to be honest so I washed down the horrid taste with the rest of my beer. "Don't worry, your secret's safe with me, Alex. Another round?"

··outfit: clicky! ··tagged: Alex, Open. ··notes: n___n ··
··lyrics:the wicked end by avenged sevenfold ··credit: bluuie!

[/size]

[Alexander Jay García Torres]

A chicken dish. That might've been Chinese. Wow. That gave Alex a lot to go on. A bit too much if he were to be completely truthful. Oh well. Chicken. Whatever the guy made for Zeke couldn't be too difficult then. Alex forgot all about this though when the older man mentioned the shot desserts. They were pretty puddings served in glasses but that wasn't the point... Zeke didn't know what shots were? This had to be a joke, right? Alex waited for Zeke to give him a hint that he was pulling his leg but... he got none.

"Espera, espera... wait. You don't know what shots are?" Maybe that fall had knocked more than just his memories out of his head too. "We have to fix that." Alex stated with a nod, watching as Zeke took a cigarette and lit up. A part of him hoped that the other guy smoked a lot because, yeah, it would be the perfect cover should Mack ever smell smoke on him. He could blame it on Zeke! Perfect!

"I'll pay for this next round." Alex said with a smile, taking another leisurely drag and tucking curls of chestnut hair behind his ears. "Because I'm going to introduce you to a lady called Tequila." Fuck, yes, tequila. Alex dug out his wallet and stood up after finishing his pint, he gathered the empties and was off on his way.

Once he'd ordered his drinks, Alex realized that he was going to have a bit of trouble getting back to his table without spilling most of it. There was a lot of rowdy men about the counter and, well, Alex was only a small man compared to them. It looked like the man serving him spotted his plight because he put the freshly pulled pints and shots of tequila on a tray and carried them to their table in the corner. Alex smiled coyly at the man and made sure to tip him.

"So... this is tequila." He said after clearing his throat and turning his attention back to Zeke. "And I love it. And I'll make sure you do too."




outfit;; clicky! tagged;; ---

[/color] notes;; --- [/color] words;; 357
[/size][/blockquote][/blockquote][/center][/blockquote]

[Zeke Ira Bennett]

Judging by Alex's reaction, I was missing out on something big with this whole 'shot' thing. Had I messed up? Was this basic Earth-dweller knowledge? I was worried that he'd suss me out but then, seeing how chirpy he got all of a sudden before flouncing away, I saw that they were unfounded. Alex was a nice guy and it seemed like his bitchiness peaked when he was at home. Maybe it was a wife thing? I have no idea.

I narrowed my eyes slightly as Alex did this smile thing with the bartender. Was he... flirting? It definitely seemed like it because, all of a sudden, we were getting table service and this wasn't that kind of pub. Although I could sense Angel blood in Alex, there was a whole lot of Demon blood in there too. Lust, to be more precise. Alex was an interesting guy and I was glad that I'd gotten to know him. Shame he was already taken. I wouldn't mind someone to take care of me like Alex did with Mack. And by the sounds of it, he was good in bed too and, you know, that was always a bonus.

"These are shots?" I asked Alex, just to be certain, peering at the clearish liquid in the lined up glasses. I picked one up and gave it a small sniff. This stuff was stronger than beer, I could already tell. "Smells.... strong."

··outfit: clicky! ··tagged: Alex, Open. ··notes: n___n ··
··lyrics:the wicked end by avenged sevenfold ··credit: bluuie!

[/size]

[Alexander Jay García Torres]

Alex sat himself back down in his snug little corner and divided the shots between them. Three each. Plus the pint. Maybe he shouldn't have bought three... maybe two or even one would've done them but... Alex loved tequila. He couldn't just buy one. Zeke would probably learn that rather quickly if he went out with Alex again. "Yep, these are shots. Because you don't sip them, you down them in one 'shot'." Alex smiled, he liked teaching Zeke the loveliness of shots. It got him drunk quickly but it wasn't like he planned to drink that much more after this, right? Maybe. Maybe not.

"Tequila is the best... you put salt on your hand like this..." Alex said, sprinking salt from the shaker onto the back of his knuckle. "...and you lick it off, down the shot and bit into a piece of lemon. I love it." Then he decided to just demonstrate how to do it with one of the shots after clinking it against the glass Zeke was holding with a small 'salud'.

Alex pulled an 'oh, god, sour' face after licking, drinking and biting. He clapped his hands a couple of times and giggled. "Its yummy. You try it now." Alex said as he did the same with his second shot. Home wasn't that far away, plus he had Zeke with him. Worst came to worst they could always get a taxi home.




outfit;; clicky! tagged;; ---

[/color] notes;; --- [/color] words;; 237
[/size][/blockquote][/blockquote][/center][/blockquote]

[Zeke Ira Bennett]

I watched, intrigued, as Alex tipped grains of salt onto the back of his hand. What a peculiar custom. I wasn't sure if the saltiness and then the sourness was going to be a good combination but I decided to trust Alex's judgement, the excitement of something as simple as a shot was radiating off him powerfully so maybe this tequila business wasn't so bad. I found myself swallowing dryly when Alex licked the back of his knuckles like that. It'd been distracting, to say the least. I refused to let my mind wander to other ways he'd be able to use that tongue. I could feel my cheeks burning up and, nope, this wasn't good.

I did as Alex had done, the whole salt, drink and lemon thing and... wow, it was an expected but delicious combination. Thankfully it'd taken my mind away from the lustful path it had been travelling down. "That's... really tasty!" I grinned, setting the glass next to Alex's two empties. For a little guy, he was able to put them away fast. "Did you eat anything before coming out, Alex?" I asked as I peppered my hand with salt again. "Maybe I should order some chips or something?"

··outfit: clicky! ··tagged: Alex, Open. ··notes: n___n ··
··lyrics:the wicked end by avenged sevenfold ··credit: bluuie!

[/size]

[Alexander Jay García Torres]

Alex nodded enthusiastically when Zeke said that tequila was yummy. It was! And it was Alex's favorite! He hummed happily before downing his third and last shot. He felt bad afterwards because he'd kinda drank all three in quick succession and now he was shot-less. And... oops... before he knew it Zeke's last shot was mysteriously 'gone' too. Alex licked his lip and glanced down at his lap innocently. He was feeling warm in his ears and everything seem so... funny and cool and awesome that he just wanted to smile.

"Uhh... I had a sandwich for lunchtime?" He hadn't managed to get around to making dinner before Zeke had messaged him. Oh! That was a thought! He should message Mack! Alex got his Blackberry out and squinted at the screen. "Chips sound awesome though!" Alex grinned, looking up at Zeke for a moment and taking a drink of beer before going back to his phone.

Why were the buttons so small? Why did his fingers seem so big in comparison? Why were they so fucking long? It was like he was getting them all tangled up while he texted for crying out loud. After a few keysmashes, Alex was finally able to send: cariiiiii, tkm<3 im gonna eat chips. "And maaaaybe get... one more round of tequila? I cross my heart that I won't take yours again."




outfit;; clicky! tagged;; ---

[/color] notes;; tkm - short for 'te kiero mucho' (quiero being mispelled and yeah) [/color] words;; 237
[/size][/blockquote][/blockquote][/center][/blockquote]

[Zeke Ira Bennett]

Alex really did seem to enjoy his tequila because, before I realized, the little guy had taken my last shot! Well, okay then, that was fine. It wasn't like I was going to get mad at him for it because, yeah, that face he was pulling right now, the innocent one, was pretty darn adorable. I reached over and tugged on a lock of his hair playfully, smiling while I did. Alex seemed a bit tipsy right now and I couldn't blame him. He hadn't had dinner yet and in a short space of time he'd drank quite a bit on an empty stomach. So had I but I'd had a lovely meal just before this.

"Cheeky." I grinned before getting up to my feet. "Behave while I go get some chips and I might just get some more tequila shots." I was beginning to hope that Mackenzie was asleep whenever we dragged ourselves home. I don't think he was going to be too keen on the idea of Alex getting drunk in my company. He was possessive. But then I couldn't blame him. I'd probably be like that too if I had a nice guy like Alex. He seemed like something worth protecting.

I placed the order for the chips, apparently they were going to take ten minutes or something, and I bought four more shots. I ended up getting a free one on the house because the man serving got an extra glass out and 'forgot'. I don't know. I think I had a feeling that it was for Alex though, the flirtatious monster.

"Here." I said, sitting myself back down in our cushioned booth thing and putting the small tray of shots down. Mack was probably going to kill us. Well, more me than Alex, probably. But who cared? This whole shot thing was fun. "Chips're comin' soon."

··outfit: clicky! ··tagged: Alex, Open. ··notes: n___n ··
··lyrics:the wicked end by avenged sevenfold ··credit: bluuie!

[/size]

[Alexander Jay García Torres]

Alex just giggled in a bubbly way when he got his hair pulled by Zeke and he began to curl the same lock around his finger continuously once the other guy had left in search of chips and drink. Mack most probably wouldn't approve of his behaviour right now... even if he wasn't exactly doing anything wrong. He was just sat here, drinking, with Zeke yet without Mack. That was most likely where he was going wrong. Alex fished out his phone and texted: water u dooooin? xx

Alex stuffed his phone back in his pocket when he saw Zeke returning with... yes! Tequila! The teen bobbed up and down and clapped his hands a couple of times. He grinned up at the older man and took his two but... there were five? Alex was never very good at math but he knew that five divided by two was never a whole number.

He supped down his first shot and pointed at the fifth one with the empty glass, a puzzled look on his pinkened face. "There's... a five one?" Alex's words were getting a bit smooth and soft around the edges but shhh. That didn't matter. Alex was still very, very, very sober... or so he was in his mind right now. "And... gracias for askin' me out to drinks... I needed to ge' out. I like air."




outfit;; clicky! tagged;; ---

[/color] notes;; tkm - short for 'te kiero mucho' (quiero being mispelled and yeah) [/color] words;; 237
[/size][/blockquote][/blockquote][/center][/blockquote]

[Zeke Ira Bennett]

Alex's words were beginning to slur, I was sure of it. And it was adorable. What he was saying didn't make all that sense because 'five one'? That wasn't right. But I understood him fine. I ran my finger along the edge of the fifth and unowned shot, really it was for Alex but that little guy didn't know that yet. I glanced his way and smiled at those amber eyes which seemed to be made from glass. Maybe I was starting to feel the effects of the alcohol I was consuming because my vocal chords seemed to act out of their own will.

"Give us a kiss on the cheek and its yours." I teased, winking at the younger boy. I was treading on thin ice and I knew this because if Mack caught wind of my proposal he would definitely try to hurt me or something. It was playful but even I doubted my intentions, not that I'd try to take something from Alex that he was unwilling to give but just... I don't know. I'm probably tipsy at best.

"And you're welcome... 'I like air' too." I chuckled and pinched Alex's rosy cheek. His skin was smooth beneath my fingers and I wondered for a moment if it'd leave a mark so I rubbed it soothingly for good measure. "So... you gonna do it?" I asked once again, offering Alex my cheek. If my life were a film, this would be when Mackenzie comes storming in. God, please don't let that happen.

··outfit: clicky! ··tagged: Alex, Open. ··notes: n___n ··
··lyrics:the wicked end by avenged sevenfold ··credit: bluuie!

[/size]

[Alexander Jay García Torres]

A kiss on the cheek in exchange for a shot didn't seem like too bad of a deal. It was just a little peck and, y'know, that wasn't too bad. Alex chuckled and squirmed about when Zeke pinched his cheek, he felt them glow a bit pinker than before but that was probably because of the alcohol. Gosh, he felt like a giggly teen right now... which he probably was anyway. He was a teen and he was shamelessly giggling. Mack would most definitely take the mick out of him if he saw his boyfriend like this. No, scratch that. Mack would most definitely get pissed if he saw his boyfriend like this.

But what Mack didn't know, wouldn't hurt him, right? Alex shrugged to himself and took his last shot of tequila, biting into the lemon slice which didn't seem all that sour now his senses were becoming dulled from drink. "But jus' oneeee..." He chuckled, scooting along the cushy seating and closer to Zeke. The teen tilted his head up and planted a single, light kiss on the other guy's cheek. But just that and nothing else.

As soon as it had happened, Alex downed the fifth shot which he had rightfully earned, grinning to himself. "And that's aaaaaall you is gon' get." He stated, getting up to a stand. All that liquid he was drinking had to go somewhere and, right now, it was time for a bathroom break. "I'm gon' go do... bathroom, yeah." Alex blinked slowly a couple of times because, wow, the room was all spinny and wobbly. Getting to the men's room was probably going to lack grace and was most likely going to include a lot of elbows or something because it had been a long time since the teen had last felt like this. If Alex remembered correctly, the last time would've been back in Broadhaven, in the forest with Mack and Ackley and... Alex really didn't want to remember that. But, somehow, the teen made it without much hassle. He might've bumped into another customer but they were probably too drunk to realize anyway.




outfit;; clicky! tagged;; ---

[/color] notes;; tkm - short for 'te kiero mucho' (quiero being mispelled and yeah) [/color] words;; 237
[/size][/blockquote][/blockquote][/center][/blockquote]

[Zeke Ira Bennett]

I might have said just a kiss on the cheek but I wasn't exactly expecting it to be just that. Alex had lust Demon in him, he was meant to do... something! I've been nice to him all night, invited him to drinks, been a good guy... I was entitled to, at least, a small kiss, right? I watched Alex leave and shook my head, what was I thinking? What was I fucking thinking? This wasn't right... it was the alcohol. Yeah, it had to be that. I'd told myself that I wasn't going to get between those two... Alex was sweet and all that but... God, what was going on in my head?

Sighing deeply through my nose, I finished off my lager and set the empty glass on the wooden table. My jaw clenched and I ran my finger over the smooth dents and marks on the surface, not understanding why I was getting like this all of a sudden. Maybe it was just the Demon in me. It was young and inexperienced, alcohol probably wasn't helping it. I needed to breathe and clear my head before I did something reckless...

Which was what I was probably doing right now? Something just... switched and I'd gotten up to my feet and I was heading off to the bathroom after Alex. If he wasn't going to give me what I wanted, I was going to get it. I didn't care what happened with Mack or whatever. I wasn't here to pussy-foot around people. I was a Demon for crying out loud. I did whatever the fuck I wanted and if people didn't like it... fuck them.

"Alex." I muttered once I was beside him in the bathroom. I don't know what I was doing. It felt as though I was split between whatever bit of angelic force I still contained in me and the new, darker, creature that dwelled beside it. Alex's lips had been soft and the peck on my cheek tingled. It had been teasing and I fucking don't like teasing.

"You. Are going to kiss me." I growled, grabbing the boy's hair and dragging him into a bathroom stall with me. Just as well there was no one else in the bathroom with us because I slammed the teen maybe a little bit too loudly against the wooden panelling. "...and you're going to like it."

··outfit: clicky! ··tagged: Alex, Open. ··notes: n___n ··
··lyrics:the wicked end by avenged sevenfold ··credit: bluuie!

[/size]