Not forgetting, [he replies just before Janus is out - not the door, but the window, because why not - and there's something, as they fly away, that just seems to deflate inside of Arel. He walks to the window, closes it, before turning to Charlie.]
Sorry - that was awkward as fuck. Were they okay, with you? [It's hard to explain, just how much Arel likes them but how he also understands that it's not exactly easy. But Arel knows more about Janus than most people do - the training, the conditioning, the aspects of their life being all hyperfocused on their mission and not on being able to hold a conversation full of small talk. It's not their fault.
He looks wistfully at the window, sighing.]
Don't get me wrong, I really like them. But things have been a little strained lately. Sorry to put you in the middle of it.
Last time I checked I'm the one who invited myself over so... [ She looks up at him with perked eyebrows, reminding him without really saying much that she is independent and he didn't put her anywhere. It had been her choice to come to his room and her choice to accept the invitation.
But her spidey senses are going haywire and she approaches Arel carefully, setting aside the tea cup before reaching for his hand, turning it over and uncurling his fingers if necessary so his hand is palm up.] It wasn't that bad, they seem... they were trying and that's nice.
Did you get into a fight or something? [ she pries, she doesn't mean to but it's asked out of concern not out a selfish, nosy need, at least. If he gave her some kind of generic answer, she'd take a hint and drop the subject all together. But if he wanted to talk about it, she'd listen too.
Meanwhile, a her hand holds his steady, she reaches into the front pocket of her flannel to pull out the tongue ring and place it gently into his hand, making sure he has it and it won't roll to the floor before she lets go of his hand.]
Yeah, 'course. [He's just used to apologising. Call it a British thing - he knows how to make a proper brew, how to queue, how to binge drink, and how to apologise. But, just like he didn't want to take anything away from Janus, he doesn't want to take anything from Charlie, either.]
We did. [That's the easiest way to answer, with the truth. And besides - she's not just a booty call. She's a friend. He nods when he closes his hand around the tongue ring, going to drop it into the correct body jewellery baggie in his bedside drawer.]
I fucked up, then they fucked up, and now we're at this stage where we're trying to assess if we want to talk it out. Hence, awkward. But I think we'll work it out.
[ So his answer doesn't dismiss her as a confidante but it's still vague enough that she feels like she ought not to try into specifics. If he wanted to tell her exactly what happened, if he could, he would. And she nods a little, tugging consciously at the sleeves of her shirt for a moment before she tucks her hands into the back pockets of her shorts, a little thing she does without really realizing it.
She can't blame him for not smiling or laughing about the tongue ring now, given what just happened but she finds herself a little sad that he didn't and that he and his roommate have a thing between them that makes them feel awkward.]
I hope you do. I know you care about them. [ Hopefully it's not to info-modd-y to say that Arel has spoke fondly of Janus in the past with her or at the very least, spoken of them at all. ] I probably shouldn't have stayed, this would have been a good time for you to talk.
[ She grins at him when he speaks of losing countless tongue rings. ] Well when you use your tongue the way you do.... [ Smirking, she lets him bump her shoulder before she turns and playfully nip at his shoulder.. ]
Well I was going to be creepy and watch you work out from afar, sigh dreamily... but I guess I missed my chance. I was thinking of ice cream or a swim. What about you?
[ She looks at him for a moment, thinking she would like to steal him away for dinner however--] Didn't Janus say something about Chinese for dinner tonight?
[Arel tilts his head back, chuckling to himself, bitterly.] Jesus fuck, yeah, he did. Sorry.
[He's so distracted, and Charlie deserves better than this, than him being halfway here and his brain being so full up with so much. Bringing his head back down, he runs a hand over his face, before looking at Charlie again.]
Sorry, I'm totally all over the place today. After dinner? You can make me watch the Princess Bride, if you want. I won't complain once.
It's okay, [ she murmurs, understanding, friend drama can be exhausting. She reaches up to pull his hand down from his lovely face and give it a squeeze before moving to stand. ]
After dinner. Meet me at the track field. [ She has a feeling he might have some energy he'll want to get rid of. If not, they can just lay on the mats with her laptop and watch the movie. ]
Yeah, okay. [When she stands, he reaches out and grabs her hand, pulling her to her lap and kissing her, brushing a hand through her hair as he does. It's an apology, as much as he can make it, but he lets her go easy, still playing with her hair a little.]
[ He pulls her back to him, into his lap for a kiss and she returns it, easily, happily. She hums softly against his lips in agreement when he says he'll see her tonight, although he doesn't need to apologize for anything, she doesn't think.
She kisses him one last time before she slides off his lap, ruffles his hair just for good measure and heads back to her room.] See you tonight.
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Sorry - that was awkward as fuck. Were they okay, with you? [It's hard to explain, just how much Arel likes them but how he also understands that it's not exactly easy. But Arel knows more about Janus than most people do - the training, the conditioning, the aspects of their life being all hyperfocused on their mission and not on being able to hold a conversation full of small talk. It's not their fault.
He looks wistfully at the window, sighing.]
Don't get me wrong, I really like them. But things have been a little strained lately. Sorry to put you in the middle of it.
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But her spidey senses are going haywire and she approaches Arel carefully, setting aside the tea cup before reaching for his hand, turning it over and uncurling his fingers if necessary so his hand is palm up.] It wasn't that bad, they seem... they were trying and that's nice.
Did you get into a fight or something? [ she pries, she doesn't mean to but it's asked out of concern not out a selfish, nosy need, at least. If he gave her some kind of generic answer, she'd take a hint and drop the subject all together. But if he wanted to talk about it, she'd listen too.
Meanwhile, a her hand holds his steady, she reaches into the front pocket of her flannel to pull out the tongue ring and place it gently into his hand, making sure he has it and it won't roll to the floor before she lets go of his hand.]
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We did. [That's the easiest way to answer, with the truth. And besides - she's not just a booty call. She's a friend. He nods when he closes his hand around the tongue ring, going to drop it into the correct body jewellery baggie in his bedside drawer.]
I fucked up, then they fucked up, and now we're at this stage where we're trying to assess if we want to talk it out. Hence, awkward. But I think we'll work it out.
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She can't blame him for not smiling or laughing about the tongue ring now, given what just happened but she finds herself a little sad that he didn't and that he and his roommate have a thing between them that makes them feel awkward.]
I hope you do. I know you care about them. [ Hopefully it's not to info-modd-y to say that Arel has spoke fondly of Janus in the past with her or at the very least, spoken of them at all. ] I probably shouldn't have stayed, this would have been a good time for you to talk.
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And then he sticks his tongue out, smirking.]
So where was it?
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In my sheets. I was changing them and then bam! There it was.
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Thanks for bringing it back. What're you doing this afternoon?
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Well I was going to be creepy and watch you work out from afar, sigh dreamily... but I guess I missed my chance. I was thinking of ice cream or a swim. What about you?
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[He's so distracted, and Charlie deserves better than this, than him being halfway here and his brain being so full up with so much. Bringing his head back down, he runs a hand over his face, before looking at Charlie again.]
Sorry, I'm totally all over the place today. After dinner? You can make me watch the Princess Bride, if you want. I won't complain once.
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After dinner. Meet me at the track field. [ She has a feeling he might have some energy he'll want to get rid of. If not, they can just lay on the mats with her laptop and watch the movie. ]
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See you tonight.
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She kisses him one last time before she slides off his lap, ruffles his hair just for good measure and heads back to her room.] See you tonight.