Casual | By : roastingmallows Category: G through L > Law & Order Views: 1843 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
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Not dirty, this one. My bad.
George immediately regretted giving Elliot an ultimatum of sorts. What was he thinking? It was one of their rare days off together and now they wouldn’t be spending it together. What if he thought it over and realized he was just a convenient stress reliever? Would George allow things to continue knowing he meant nothing to the other man? Would Elliot even want to continue, knowing he had deeper feelings for him? Could things ever be the same between them? Did he still want them to be? George was afraid he just made a big mess out of their arrangement, despite the fact that Elliot didn’t seem too upset by what he said just minutes ago. He was a bit surprised, but didn’t seem angry or panicked about it. Actually, he seemed to have taken his little confession quite well. He did kiss him before he left and promise to return, and Elliot may have been an asshole at times, but he was nothing if not a man of his word. George just had the nagging feeling that as soon as he really gave some thought to what they were doing and where they were headed, he would panic and run off. It was one thing for him to come over when he was lonely and get out all his frustration, but another thing entirely to even consider putting a label on whatever they were doing. And did George even want to take their relationship any further? Could he really see himself with Elliot? Until recently, he never really liked him much, and he was pretty sure the feeling was mutual. At work, they butted heads more often than not. They always had a very strong (volatile) chemistry between them which translated well in the bedroom, but how could they possibly have a relationship? George shook his head at his own train of thought. None of it really mattered. He didn’t honestly believe the other man would ever want anything more. He still seemed to think there was a chance that Kathy may come back, even after six months. Even if that weren’t an issue, he wasn’t sure Elliot could handle a real relationship with another man, devout catholic he was. He was probably the self-loathing type, too. No point in dwelling on this. He told himself. Que sera sera.
It was easier said than done. He needed to take his mind off of it and just let it happen. He grabbed the book he was currently reading off the coffee table and curled up on the couch. He really needed a break.
Elliot returned to his own empty house. He hadn’t been spending much time there lately. Of course, a majority of his time was spent working, but he was spending more and more time at Huang’s place on his off time. After all this time without Kathy and the kids, it was still damn depressing going home to an empty house that was once alive with activity. He occasionally allowed himself the fantasy that Kathy would change her mind, and everything would go back to normal, but he knew that was unlikely. He still saw the kids every so often, per the court agreement, and had to see Kathy as well on occasion. She was rather curt with him and was not generous with the small talk. He had reason to believe she had been dating as well. Still, he could dream.
It wasn’t so much Kathy he missed as the normalcy of it all. He did not do well with change, and while this new thing with George was rather exhilarating, he was having a hard time adapting. He hadn’t slept with a man since he was in the marines, and he had certainly never had a relationship with one. Admittedly, he had rather missed the sexual aspect, having neglected that side of his sexuality for so many years. What he and the doc had was starting to feel more and more like a potential relationship, though, and he wasn’t sure how he felt about that, particularly after being confronted by him that morning. He knew it was coming, but he hadn’t realized how soon. How much time could they spend together before they drove each other nuts? He had never cared for the doctor’s smug attitude, though it mattered little when he was screwing the living daylights out of him. He actually relished his newfound ability to wipe the smirk off his face with a deep thrust and a few dirty words whispered in his ear. To be fair, there were times when they got on quite nicely, even in a less sexual context. Sometimes when they got to talking, they were capable of some rather stimulating conversation. It was never boring, for sure. Their views and thought processes were so different, yet they could usually find some common ground. Despite their tendency to contradict each other, they definitely respected each other, and that was something. Elliot was at a loss. He had to admit that he enjoyed the man’s company and he would hate to lose what they had, but this whole situation was so foreign to him. He wished he was with him now, but he didn’t know what to say to him, and he wasn’t quite ready to answer his questions.He wished he hadn’t come home. There were too many memories, and it didn’t feel like home anymore. The closest thing he had to a real home now was at Huang’s. There wasn’t much for him to do here. He did have a few utilities to pay, though. He decided to get that taken care of, then go back to Huang’s, bite the bullet and continue their conversation from earlier. There was no point wasting time when he knew what he had to do.
George looked up from his novel and glanced over his shoulder at the clock. Two hours had passed since Elliot left. He had no idea when he would return, though he assumed some time that day. He sat up and stretched. The book had done its job of taking his mind off of Elliot for a while. He returned it to the coffee table.
It was only eleven o’clock. He still hadn’t eaten anything, and his stomach complained at having only been fed coffee all morning. He stood and felt a bit light headed. He was just about to head to the kitchen when he heard a knock at the door. His heart fluttered. Could that be Elliot already? He was impatient to finish their conversation, but also not exactly prepared. He was still apprehensive, but surely it would be a good sign if he was to return so quickly, right? He glanced out the peephole, and his suspicions were confirmed. It was Elliot, back after only two hours of contemplation and who knows what else he had accomplished in that time. His stomach did another somersault and he opened the door. “Elliot.” He greeted the detective with a hint of a smile which the taller man returned. “Doc.” “Come in,” Huang said, and stepped aside, closing the door behind them. “Have you eaten? I was just about to fix something.” “I haven’t, and now that you mention it, I’m starving. Would you be interested in grabbing a bite somewhere? It’s about lunch time.” That was interesting. The two of them hadn’t gone out in public since they started seeing each other. That was either a good sign or a bad one. Good because he wasn’t actively trying to avoid being seen together, bad because of the possibility that he was planning on taking him somewhere public to avoid the topic on both of their minds for as long as possible. It seemed unlikely he would want to discuss it in a busy restaurant. Either way, it was a welcome suggestion, and George decided to take what he could get, as long as the subject came up sooner than later. He would give him some time. Elliot was still not entirely sure what he would say to him, so he decided to play it by ear and spend a little time with him before deciding. He didn’t miss the brief look of surprise that crossed George’s countenance upon his suggestion. He was a little surprised himself. He replied, “That sounds great. There’s this place downtown I think you might like. If I recall correctly, you enjoy spicy food, yes?”“You bet. Bring it on.”
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