The Laertes/Guildenstern AU ... why do we bother calling it that any longer? ^_~

[ay_my_lord]

*scene--the apartment that Horatio and Rey now share, on a lovely summer day; Horatio has opened a window to catch the sunlight, and he's sitting in the patch of sun, curled up on his beanbag chair. when Rey passes, he'll look up, with a smile* Can I ask you something?

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[tuneofthetime.livejournal.com]

*the typist is slightly sorry about this, too, although she has vastly more reason--but the next day, at work, Olga will look up at Rey by the coffee machines, appraising him and a few marks at his neck with the cold expression that a best friend always wears with a friend's ex* So I guess you seduced some poor girl after I left, huh?

[carpoftruth.livejournal.com]

*goes flush at that -- he does not for the life of him understand why Olga always assumes the worst of him, and also, should probably invest in shirts with higher collars* I ... sorry?

[tuneofthetime.livejournal.com]

Don't play stupid, okay? *hands on her hips* I can tell you made out with someone, and you know, 'sorry' totally doesn't cut it.

[carpoftruth.livejournal.com]

*squeaks as he realizes that yes, he does need higher collars, trying frantically to hide neck* Oh ... I didn't ... *squeak* Sorry! I didn't know it was so ...

[tuneofthetime.livejournal.com]

*against her usual inclinations, bemused* What, you think if you hide it now, I'm not going to remember? *voice hard* Look, I don't want to see any other girls getting hurt by you, so why don't you just tell me who it was, mmmkay?

[carpoftruth.livejournal.com]

No, it's just ... if anyone else sees, what'll they think ... ? I didn't know it ... *blushes, helpless -- he's never intended to hurt anyone* ... Should we really be talking about this here ... ?

[tuneofthetime.livejournal.com]

*he probably hasn't, but he dates the sort of girls who'd go to their best friends with sob stories after they had cruelly broken a fellow's heart--and Olga isn't aware of this* A name isn't a sex story, right? Just give me a name.

[carpoftruth.livejournal.com]

*but now he's sure he has done something terrible to them ;_; and after the fact struggles to come up with ways to make amends, only to be countered by, well, protective best friends; falters* ... You really shouldn't have been so harsh with Horatio the other day. He really thought you were a nice girl ... and he was trying to be nice, too ...

[tuneofthetime.livejournal.com]

*affronted* I am a nice girl! Now, tell me who she is!

[carpoftruth.livejournal.com]

I know you are -- but -- *ack -- flailing, slightly* There is no she.

[tuneofthetime.livejournal.com]

*skeptical* So you, like, sucked on your own neck?

[carpoftruth.livejournal.com]

*dying, here* No -- !

[tuneofthetime.livejournal.com]

*calmly* I don't have to make a production out of this; you can just tell me who she is, then we'll get our coffee, and this'll be over, you know?

[carpoftruth.livejournal.com]

*dyingdyingdying* And I'm telling you he's not a she.

[tuneofthetime.livejournal.com]

... oh. *pause* So ... you broke up with my friends because you were gay?

[carpoftruth.livejournal.com]

*shaking* I didn't break up with your friends. Your friends broke up with me because they didn't like me as much as I liked them, or there was someone else they decided they liked better, or they just got bored with me, and even when I tried to make things work, I was still too boring for them -- they never told me half the awful things they told you, and I wish they had so I could've fixed it, but now it's too late. Now I've got someone who does like me and I want it to be a good thing, so if you're going to accuse me of something, if you're going to say something cruel to me now, just ... please! Get it over with!

[tuneofthetime.livejournal.com]

*literally taken aback--moves a step away at this* I--wow. Who is he?

[carpoftruth.livejournal.com]

*looks down, still simmering slightly but there is something warm in his voice when he says* Horatio.

[tuneofthetime.livejournal.com]

*frowns--still cold, but there is something vulnerable in her voice* So he didn't want to go out with me?

[carpoftruth.livejournal.com]

He did want to. He told me how you met in a bookstore, and that you liked little chocolates and had an awesome smile, and you were going to watch a movie together. He would've been happy to, and I would've let him, but ...

[tuneofthetime.livejournal.com]

Now, wait-- *filling her coffee cup* --how long have you two been dating, anyway?

[carpoftruth.livejournal.com]

*ah --* We knew how we felt about each other, but it wasn't really ... really official until last night. *prepared to be told what a bad, bad person he is*

[tuneofthetime.livejournal.com]

*skeptical* How long have you 'known how you felt about each other'?

[carpoftruth.livejournal.com]

O-Over a year, maybe ... ?

[tuneofthetime.livejournal.com]

And you never, you know, slept together, before last night? *mixing in cream and sugar*