The Van Chronicles ((Van & Bale))

[praiseofblood]

"Because most people don't assume you're fuckin' someone off the rip." Bale snorted. "But thanks for the sex ed lesson, Professor. And you're welcome."

[ode]

Van sighed, "You really should say such things. I might assume you want to feed me all the time and that is why you're so eager to welcoming but we've been through this if you didn't get it the first time you aren't likely to now." That said, he headed next door to his apartment once more.

[praiseofblood]

Bale snorted. "Whatever stud, don't let the doorknob hit ya."

[ode]

Van ate his meal with relish. The little upstart really was a good cook. His night went on uneventfully but oddly enough as he lay in bed preparing for sleep he began to wonder what Bale was doing. How odd...

[praiseofblood]

Bale was just up, shooting the shit with Gren. He hadn't seen the male since he left for service five years ago.

[ode]

Van spent the night rolling to and fro. His mind couldn't seem to settle down when his body chose to. As a result he stayed up the entire night wondering random things about the man. For the first time in forever he was pleased that the next day was not a work day and sat at the breakfast nook dead tired and still curious as to what Bale was doing.

[praiseofblood]

Bale was off today, and he set about unpacking all his shit. Glen had gone home late last night, but Bale bounced right back. He blasted his music and set about cleaning.

[ode]

Van perked up when the music blared. Dressed in his off day clothed which consisted of jeans and a t-shirt, his hair mussed and not styled as it usually was and his green eyes uncovered by his reading glasses, he went next door and knocked loudly.

[praiseofblood]

Bale slid over to the door in his socks and a pair of tight boxer shorts with little else.

He stilled when he opened the door. "Damn stud. Rough night?"

[ode]

"I was unable to sleep," he murmured, pushing his hair back off his forehead only have the brown curls immediately fall back. "You have forgotten to set your privacy AI." He peeked around his shoulder then. "Your friend went home."

[praiseofblood]

Van rose his eyebrow. "Yeah, he did. And I didn't forget. I didn't do it. I assumed you had gone to work and since we are the only two on this floor...." Bale shrugged.

[ode]

"The weekends are my off days," he said with a sniff. "If you would like I could give you a schedule of my work days to ensure this wont happen again."

[praiseofblood]

"Nah, I don't give a shit. Wanna come in?" Bale asked over his shoulder as he headed into his apartment."

[ode]

Van entered the apartment and frowned at the disarray but then recalled he had just moved and forgave him. "I never thanked you the other day. For your assistance with Greema. Many bearers have unnatural... attractions to me. It's quite inconvenient, their attentions."

[praiseofblood]

Bale shrugged. "It's no big thing, stud." he said, running a bit and sliding over to his boxes and beginning to pull out some stuff.