Alrighty then...time for a little
hump day flashing! Just you and me and Lee Brazil and this yummy picture and
the prompt of...
What are you doing here?
Hope you enjoy!
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The door slammed, leaving an abnormally heavy
silence in its wake. Who knew that the absence of sound could be so loud in
one's ears; that it could be so all encompassing that one might actually need
to turn on the television or radio just to escape it?
Or maybe that was just Leonard's guilt drumming
around in his head. He knew Ralph tipped the scales for melodramatics; that he
needed to be humored when he got on one of his insane sprees. Leo shouldn't
have shut him down like that. If Ralph ever dismissed Leo's feelings that
quickly he damn sure would be the one hustling out the door into the cold.
He turned his head from the pillow and glanced
at the clock, seven in the morning. On a normal Saturday they would be in the
middle of making love right now. Ralph liked to be up every morning before
dawn, he said it made him feel like he didn't waste the day away. Leo was all
for the wasting, but when Ralph woke him up with surprises...well he could
always go back to bed after.
Unfortunately though, the surprise this morning
wasn't a warm mouth or anxious hand. Ralph had woken Leo up completely
distraught about a dream he had—trying to piece together what it meant to their
relationship, because all of Ralph's dreams had to have some kind of meaning
behind them.
Leo head butted the pillow then swung his legs
around to sit up on the side of the bed. Who was he to criticize Ralph's
beliefs? So what if Ralph watched for "signs" and interpreted every
little thing as more than it was. To Ralph the squirrels that gathered on their
back porch proved that they were good people because animals can tell...to Leo
it just meant that the pests found a fool human who wasted money on nuts and
pine cones for them.
What he should've done when Ralph woke him up
in his tizzy was listen, nod, hug and then receive his loving. What he did was
criticize Ralph for being so damn dramatic then attempt to get his loving. Boy
that didn't work well.
Now Ralph was out doing his weekend chores, Leo
was stuck with cereal for Saturday morning breakfast, and they both missed out
on weekend morning sex.
Could he have screwed this up any worse?
He elbowed his dresser on the way to the
bathroom, cursing about it not being a funny bone, when he caught a glimpse of
himself in the mirror. He looked worse for wear; his mouth drooped down and
seemed to take his whole face with it.
"What are you doing here?" He
whispered to himself.
An idea formed in his head and he reached in
the shower to turn the water on. He washed and dressed in record speed, only
taking his time when he sat to his computer to research dream interpretation books.
He quickly bought and downloaded an audio version to his iPod and headed out
the door, thankful for the first time that Ralph strictly adhered to his routines
so Leo could find him easily.
A frantic city drive, two stops and forty-five
minutes into the two hour audio and Leo parked his bright red four-door behind
The Super Souper, a little hole in the wall sandwich shop that specialized in
their homemade soups. Ralph's sister owned it and every Saturday Ralph would
stop by for an early lunch and to help around the place if Rachel needed it.
Glancing
at his watch he noted that he had just over an hour before his boyfriend would
arrive, so he quickly circled the building and headed inside. It was easy to
spot Rachel, she was the only one staring at him with daggers in her eyes.
Okay, so Ralph already called his sister and dished about their argument.
No, that wasn't right.
It wasn't an argument, it was just me shooting down Ralph's beliefs because I
didn't agree with them.
Well
that thought didn't make Leo feel better.
Leonard
raised his hands in a placating fashion, walked toward her and most
importantly...started talking before she did.
"Now,
I know what you are going to say and you are completely and positively right
about it all..."
When
it was evident Rachel wouldn't throw Leo out he continued to tell her his plans
for Ralph's weekly brunch. She got busy in the kitchen while he set up the reserved
table in the corner that the family utilized.
He
quickly adorned the their spot with a tablecloth and flowers that he picked up
on his way here, a box of Ralph's favorite white chocolates and scented candles
nestled nicely off to the right corner.
When
Ralph promptly walked through the door, Leo had gone over his spiel for the
tenth time. He knew Ralph would forgive him, considering some of the things
they'd been through this was chump change. Yeah, forgiveness would happen
without a doubt, but this wasn't about that.
Leo
had a point to make, a point neither one of them would ever forget.
Ralph
walked over to the table with an air of calm about him, but Leo saw his middle
finger on his right hand twitch forward and back plus he kept darting his
tongue out to lick the corner of his mouth. Two tell tale signs that his lover was very
anxious and not happy.
"What
are you doing here, Leo?"
Leo
smiled up at him, "Did you know that one of the interpretations of
fireflies in dreams means longevity. Mix that with the other aspects of your
dream; me, the baseball bat, and the dark cave...well one could easily stretch
it to mean that even though you'd love to wallop me upside of the head for my
obviously blind thinking, our relationship will still stand the test of time. Basically
you're stuck with your caveman whether you like it or not."
Leo
stood and took Ralph's hand in his, kissing his palm before closing his fingers
around it. "Which is damn good because this state really frowns upon
stalking...and I'm sorry, Ralph. You deserved so much better than I gave you
this morning. I never want to hear that door slam in anger again."
Ralph
looked at him with a smile forming on his face. "There wasn't a baseball
bat in my dream."
"Yeah,
I was giving you that as a freebie..."
very sweet :)
ReplyDeleteYes you are *winks*...thank you Sharon <3
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