Close To Me [SEBBY]

[brent zachary mckinney]

[atrb=border, 0, true][atrb=style, background: #FAFAFA; border-left: #fbb90f 2px dashed; border-right: #fbb90f 2px dashed; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 5px; padding-left: 5px; padding-bottom: 0px] Maybe I was naughty once but now I'm 'nice'   It was, of course, extremely normal to spend your evening in watching The Lion King by yourself and singing along to every single one of the songs - especially so for twenty-five year old men. Well, Brent didn't give a damn considering he'd possibly just drunk far more alcohol then he had first intended to. "It's our problem freeee, philosooophy, hakuna matata!" he carelessly screamed sung along to the film. He wasn't entirely sure where Sebastian was but, as far as Brent could remember (which wasn't very far, to be perfectly honest) he was in the flat somewhere. And so what if he could hear Brent's drunken rendition of the Disney classic? However, Brent had gone without human contact for too long and was craving snuggles, more specifically: Sebby-snuggles. "Seeebbykins, you should come and snuggle me 'cause I like snuggles and I'm snuggleless and I looove yooou!" the fire sprite called out from where he was sprawled across the sofa. Snuggles were the best. Brent couldn't live without them. Anyway, it was no fun watching The Lion King by himself and part of him actually doubted that Sebastian would've seen a popular film like that before... but, no, surely his parents wouldn't have deprived him of Disney. That would just be wrong. [/style]   TAG: Sebbykins! NOTES: ブレビ OUTFIT: clicky! template by kaykay of sp

[sebastian charles vannucci]

Judging from the wavering, out-of-tune renditions of what Sebastian supposed were songs, Brent was rather intoxicated. Very intoxicated, to be precise. However, this wasn't exactly new; as a puppy, seeing Brent wobble around the house was rather common. Despite this, what was new were the calls of the shapeshifter's name that floated around the apartment.

Heading toward the front room, he winced at the bitter smell of beer- Sebastian had never been one to drink alcohol, himself. He tried his best to ignore Brent, draped casually over the sofa. Sebastian was rather certain the fire sprite was the only one able to look attractive in a fluffy red dressing gown, even in his drunken state.

It was no problem for Sebastian to hug the younger man. He was gorgeous, for one (however, the alcohol did affect the beauty slightly) and he was shirtless. Which made him even more perfect. Realising he was staring at Brent, despite his attempts not to, he focused on the television, where a yellow lion cub danced around the screen, singing. "...W-what is this, Brent?" He murmured, hesitantly smiling. As a cartoon warthog and meerkat joined the cub onscreen in a loud sing-song, he turned back to Brent.

"Come on, then. You would appreciate a hug? Move up, then." Brent wasn't the only one who was in a huggy mood- Sebastian wished for a snuggle, too. He liked snuggles, especially Brent-related ones.

[brent zachary mckinney]

[atrb=border, 0, true][atrb=style, background: #FAFAFA; border-left: #fbb90f 2px dashed; border-right: #fbb90f 2px dashed; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 5px; padding-left: 5px; padding-bottom: 0px] Maybe I was naughty once but now I'm 'nice'   Snuggleysnugglesnuggles. Brent needed them and he needed them right now. He couldn't help but grin when he finally saw Sebastian who was actually still in the flat, which Brent found to be a bit of a relief for some reason. It was really nice now having someone else around. It meant he didn't have to get out of bed in the morning when somebody knocked on the door, well, he rarely had done before but... whatever. His point was that he didn't have so much to do anymore. That and he really liked Sebastian anyway. He was his random random posh naked hot Italian man guy who was his dog and forever would be, whether he liked it or not. And, shit, Sebastian had been a Disney-deprived child just as Brent had expected. No! How could his parents even do that? "You haven't heard of The Lion King... how are you alive? How did you survive growing up without this film. I bet you never even watched any Disney... oh my God. 'S The fuckin' Lion King, 'kay? Jesus Christ you are snuggling with me and watching this film right now!" Brent's whole rambley-rant thing was probably a lot slower and louder and generally more slurred than usual but he was guessed he'd still conveyed his point to Sebastian somewhat. The sprite was 432% sure that him leaning over and tugging Sebastian onto the sofa -which, as a result, meant he got half-squashed too- was a total accident. Kindofnotreally. Brent found it funny more than anything though, immediately breaking down into a fit of giggles. Somehow the fact that he'd been crushed and was now unable to move seemed pretty hilarious to the young man. "This isn't a snuggle, silly Sebby!" [/style]   TAG: Sebbykins! NOTES: ブレビ OUTFIT: clicky! template by kaykay of sp

[sebastian charles vannucci]

"The Lion King?" Sebastian smiled. He'd found it a little hard to follow Brent's rant, but the general idea he got was that Brent liked this film. A lot. However, it was possible that he was only watching it due to his drunkenly state. Which was sort of likely. "Brent, is this really--" He never finished that sentence, as Brent dragged him down onto the sofa (, causing him to squeak in surprise. Which probably had something do do with the fact he ended up crushing Brent.

Sebastian blushed fiercely as he pushed himself off the other man, who was still giggling hysterically for no obvious reason. Which would have been worrying under other circumstances, but it was Brent, after all, and he was drunk. Sebastian thought it rather likely that Brent would like being able to control his limbs, instead of them being crushed by his weight. He certainly hadn't been expecting the young sprite to pull him over; in fact, Brent seemed so drunk it was rather surprising that he comprehended the shapeshifter at all.

Hesitantly, he edged closer and wrapped an arm around the young man, trying to ignore the scent of alcohol that wafted from him. "Is this snuggle better, then, Brent?" he mumbled as he rested his head on the sprite's shoulder.

Sebastian was still puzzled by the film; due to the fact that the creatures were animals, the name 'The Lion King' made no sense. After all, they were animals. It was highly unlikely that they would have a monarchy, as suggested by the title. Plus, if his lessons on food chains were anything to go by, a meerkat and a lion being friends was virtually impossible. However, the shapeshifter was aware it was a cartoon, so kept his thoughts to himself. It wasn't supposed to make sense, after all.

He wasn't able to stop that easily, though- "Honestly, this is entertaining?" he muttered. "I can think of better ways to spend time than watching a film about dancing beasts." He regretted saying it as soon as he did; he had a terrible sense he'd hurt Brent's feelings. Not-very-surprisingly, that wasn't something he particularly wanted to do.

[brent zachary mckinney]

[atrb=border, 0, true][atrb=style, background: #FAFAFA; border-left: #fbb90f 2px dashed; border-right: #fbb90f 2px dashed; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 5px; padding-left: 5px; padding-bottom: 0px] Maybe I was naughty once but now I'm 'nice'   D'awww, was Sebastian, blushing? Now that was just too adorable for Brent to even begin to try and put into words. Instead of cooing idiotically, he just ended up giggling more at his flatmate. Sebastian was really lucky Brent hadn't decided to go ahead and point it out and make a big fuss over how cute and asdfghjkl-y he was. But, yay, Sebastian had even stopped squishing him now and had moved to snuggle Brent properly. "Yeees, much better." Brent mumbled happily, planting a kind of slobbery kiss on Sebastian's forehead. He was nice and affectionate and snugglemuffinery like that. God... Mr and Mrs Vannucci had been bad, bad parents. Look what they had done to Sebastian's poor brain! He was disrespecting Disney, that was just... just... no. "Disney is the stuff dreams are made of, yeah? Yeah. Embrace the Disney! It is your friend." Brent flailed one hand around as he tried to make a very good point about how Disney films were the best films in the universe. There was no doubt about it. "'Kay, so, I have a solution, Mr Anti-Disney; you should probably have a drink or nine and everythin' will be much awesomer." [/style]   TAG: Sebbykins! NOTES: ブレビ OUTFIT: clicky! template by kaykay of sp

[sebastian charles vannucci]

It wasn't really fair; even while he was intoxicated, Brent was amazing at hugging. Sebastian smiled at the slobbery kiss he received; the younger man really was far too lovely, even if he was drunk. In fact, Brent's hugs were so good that Sebby didn't want to say anything. And he liked talking. Giggling at the sprite's drunkenly, nonsensical gestures, he said, "I'm not anti-Disney; I am just...unlucky enough not to have had the experience of these films in my childhood. There is a difference."

But still, the shapeshifter couldn't help thinking that if Disney was the material of dreams, it may be that I will never dream again. While it certainly wasn't the worst film he'd ever seen, he'd seen things that were much, much better. He didn't say that out loud, though. Brent certainly seemed to be enjoying it. He tried to stop his mind from criticising the film and to enjoy it, but he wasn't able to. He just looked at Brent, instead. Goodness, he was so pretty.

"Um, Brent, I don't really drink--" He stopped talking, not wanting to offend his friend. Sighing, he said, "Fine, I'll have one. But nothing too strong, please." He wasn't sure that the film would be more 'awesome' afterward, but a single drink couldn't hurt, surely. Right?

[brent zachary mckinney]

[atrb=border, 0, true][atrb=style, background: #FAFAFA; border-left: #fbb90f 2px dashed; border-right: #fbb90f 2px dashed; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 5px; padding-left: 5px; padding-bottom: 0px] Maybe I was naughty once but now I'm 'nice'   There it was, another of those Sebby-giggles that were far too cute for Brent to handle. Although Brent wasn't entirely sure what Sebastian was giggling at in the first place but he supposed that it didn't particularly matter. "Sureee, Sebby, sureee." Brent snickered, unable to stop himself from jabbing the shape shifter in the stomach. It was just too tempting for him not to. Brent was just hoping that his friend wouldn't attempt to retaliate, or he'd be in a spot of bother. He had this feeling that maybe Sebastian was actually looking at him more than the television screen but, hey, that wasn't too surprising, was it? Brent was totally more beautiful than The Lion King, at least that was what he believed to be the truth. Then again, Brent being Brent, he wouldn't be able to not believe that. Pfft, anyway, he was actually a little distracted from the film too. Which was all Sebastian's fault for being all Italian and asdfghjkling hot and snuggling him. Sebbykins 'didn't really drink'? Brent was going to have to change that. But at least he had agreed to have a little something already, that was okay, Brent could deal with that. He'd just egg him on to drink more. "Yeah, 'kay, I'll jus' leave you in charge of the vodka bottle~" the sprite grinned mischievously. He then rolled onto his stomach, resultantly squishing half of Sebastian, then stretched his arm forwards to retrieve the bottle before bringing it to Sebastian's lips and tilting it up a little. [/style]   TAG: Sebbykins! NOTES: ブレビ OUTFIT: clicky! template by kaykay of sp

[sebastian charles vannucci]

Sebastian squealed as Brent jabbed him in the stomach. He really wished that he would stop doing that, but he supposed it was in the fire sprite's nature. Which was fine, he supposed. "Stop poking me.", he said, giggling once more. Why was he always giggling around Brent? He didn't even know, himself. He supposed it had something to do with how pretty the other man was.

When Brent rolled over- half-squishing him- Sebastian didn't complain. Brent was warm. So it was rather comfortable. However, when the vodka bottle was pressed to his mouth, he made a noise in protest, but drank anyway. The alcohol burned his lungs, and he had be careful not to drink too much in one go otherwise the shapeshifter was pretty sure he'd start actually burning up. With real flames and everything.

Having to breathe, he took the bottle from Brent, his fingers brushing the other man's. "I'm pretty sure trusting me with the bottle isn't very safe, to be honest.", he said, running one of his hands over his hair. "Still, if it stops you from drinking as much, then I suppose I will oblige~~" He took another swig from the bottle, despite the fact he really shouldn't have done. He'd definitely already had more than a glass-worth. Oh well.

[brent zachary mckinney]

[atrb=border, 0, true][atrb=style, background: #FAFAFA; border-left: #fbb90f 2px dashed; border-right: #fbb90f 2px dashed; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 5px; padding-left: 5px; padding-bottom: 0px] Maybe I was naughty once but now I'm 'nice'   Brent made grown men squeal. He was just... gah, he was just full of too much manly awesomeness, wasn't he? Sebastian was all asdfghjkling cute and squealy like something else cute that Brent couldn't be bothered to think of whilst in his inebriated state. And yes he'd gotten another giggle too! Brent was trying to think of possible ways to catch giggles and keep them forever or something. Like, put them in little jars. Giggle jars. He'd have to write to some scientist later and ask them to invent giggle jars, they'd have to say yes. Giggle jars. The name itself already suggested mega adorableness. He'd totally won against Sebastian again. He didn't even know if this was possible to win... but he had, so whatever. "'Kaaay." A little reluctantly, he let go of the vodka and flopped down onto Sebastian. Brent kept fidgeting, attempting to get comfy. It took a little while but when he finally had he draped an arm over Sebastian's chest and nuzzled into his neck much like he had done when they'd attempted to make a curry together a short while ago. There was probably a 9 out of ten chance that Brent was going to doze off now if he wasn't disturbed. [/style]   TAG: Sebbykins! NOTES: ブレビ OUTFIT: clicky! template by kaykay of sp

[sebastian charles vannucci]

Sebastian was a little started when Brent nuzzled his neck, but wasn't going to say anything. He could feel the fire sprite's breath on his neck, and it was comforting, for some bizarre reason. In fact, Sebastian wanted to nuzzle into Brent's neck, but also didn't want to move at all. He'd regretted doing so when they'd been making the curry meal, so was rather content staying precisely where he was. So, instead, he just sat, drinking the vodka. He'd given up on regulations; it didn't seem that there was any point in them, as they weren't very effective.

He was bored by the film- honestly, a lion cub wandering around on his own definitely would have been killed, it was so unrealistic- but left it on for Brent's enjoyment. If he was even watching. Which, judging from the way his breathing was deeper, he wasn't. In fact, it sounded like he was going to be going to sleep in any moment, which simply wasn't acceptable. He always seemed to be falling asleep around Sebastian; when they 'snuggled' earlier, and when they were supposed to be cooking, among numerous other times. Not this time, though.

Shifting so that Brent's head was off his shoulder, he held up the sprite's head by putting a thumb under his chin and tilting it upwards. Staring into the other man's eyes intensely, he said, "You're not going to fall asleep on me now, are you?" He wasn't able to be serious any longer and broke into giggles once again. He hoped Brent was drunk enough not to realise quite how much he was giggling. It was sort of embarrassing, but he'd stopped caring. Placing the vodka bottle on the floor- far too much of it had been consumed already- he lifted his other hand and brushed a stray lock of hair off Brent's face. "No, no sleep for you, methinks." He murmured, grinning.

[brent zachary mckinney]

[atrb=border, 0, true][atrb=style, background: #FAFAFA; border-left: #fbb90f 2px dashed; border-right: #fbb90f 2px dashed; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 5px; padding-left: 5px; padding-bottom: 0px] Maybe I was naughty once but now I'm 'nice'   Brent was very nearly asleep when Sebastian had to go and stop him from dozing off. He still wasn't sure if that was a good thing or not. Because sleep was really nice... but, then again, so was Sebastian. So maybe it was just a win-win situation? Or something. He was a little confused when Sebastian tilted his chin up so they could look each other in the eye because... he thought he was asleep. Or almost asleep. Brent didn't know. His brain was never going to function properly considering that he was not only drunk but now rather sleepy too. Dazedly, Brent looked back at Sebastian, his glasses slipping down his nose slightly as he did so. "Nooo. Maybeee. It depends." he smirked, leaning forwards to gently kiss the tip of Sebastian's nose for no reason in particular. Brent wasn't even going to think about kissing him properly, nuh-uh. He was trying not to anyway but it wasn't that easy. Strangely enough, Brent thought he was maybe even blushing the slightest bit as Sebastian brushed some of his hair back. They were both giggling quite a lot. Which couldn't be helped. "An' what do you suggest I do instead, hmm?" the sprite raised a questioning brow. [/style]   TAG: Sebbykins! NOTES: ブレビ OUTFIT: clicky! template by kaykay of sp

[sebastian charles vannucci]

Despite himself, Sebastian's brain stopped working when Brent kissed him on the nose. If he was braver, he'd have tried to kiss him properly, but even with far too much vodka in his system- he had a sense that it was nearly half a bottle- he was too shy. Instead, he giggled some more (yes, it was possible) and stole Brent's glasses, which would have fallen off before too long. Not sure what to do with them, he put them on himself.

He wasn't able to see anything, but left them on anyway. Quite why he'd decided to do this, he didn't know, but hey, he was sort of drunk. Sebastian wasn't accountable for his actions. He turned and watched the television again to the best of his ability, where he was able to discern that the lion pictured was growing up. Yay.

Brent's blush made him blush, and he sat on the sofa in silence for a few seconds, bright red. It was sort of noticeable, but Sebastian didn't care anymore. He then realised that the fire sprite had asked him a question and spun around to face Brent. "Well...I have a few ideas..." he said, avoiding eye contact. "But... this song makes me want to dance." He flung a hand out in the general direction of Brent.

"Will you join me in a dance, Brent?", he giggled. He hoped Brent liked his giggle. He giggled far too much, especially when he was drunk. This was why he didn't drink. Oh well.

[brent zachary mckinney]

[atrb=border, 0, true][atrb=style, background: #FAFAFA; border-left: #fbb90f 2px dashed; border-right: #fbb90f 2px dashed; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 5px; padding-left: 5px; padding-bottom: 0px] Maybe I was naughty once but now I'm 'nice'   Brent should've been a little annoyed that Sebastian stole his glasses but he guessed that the shape shifter was actually doing him a bit of a favour by saving them from falling off which they were bound to do if Brent stayed as he was. It didn't matter if he could hardly see anything now, he could still roughly tell where everything was. Was... was Sebastian wearing his glasses? Brent was sure that would be too adorable for his brain to handle if he could actually see properly. So maybe he'd just let Sebastian keep them for as long as he wanted. It wasn't crucial for Brent to have perfect vision at the moment, he didn't think. ...A few ideas? Wow. Brent was not even going to think about what any of those ideas could possibly be. Nope. He wasn't going to allow his thoughts to wander. They still did a tiny bit though but that couldn't be helped since, yeah, he was Brent. And dancing hadn't exactly crossed his mind but that sounded like an awesome idea to him. "Silly question!"

[/b] Brent had to wave his hand around a bit in order to find the other man's but he got there in the end, that was the important part. He was hoping dancing would bring on even more Sebby-giggles. [/center][/div][/style]

 

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[sebastian charles vannucci]

Sebastian tried, to no avail, to hold in the giggles as he watched Brent try to find his hand. The shapeshifter wouldn't have been able to do much better, though; with Brent's glasses on, he was finding it hard to see much himself. Standing up, he dragged Brent with him. Giggling, he said, "Well, I apologise for wasting your time with unnecessary, 'silly' questions like these." At least, that was what he attempted to say. The fact he'd had nearly half a bottle of vodka and hardly ever drank had taken its toll, slurring his speech. The general idea got across, though. He hoped. Maybe. Probably not, to be honest.

"Right, so." He grinned, still holding onto Brent's hands. "We're going to waltz. Um... okay. You put your hand here-" He forced Brent's hand to his shoulder- "And I put my hand here." He placed his hand on the fire sprite's waist. He liked holding Brent's waist. It was waist-like, but better. He shook his head slightly. Honestly, his brain made no sense. This was why he didn't drink. Oh well. It was kind of funny, truthfully. He snorted with laughter, despite himself, when he realised something. "Haha, you're the woman for this dance, I suppose." Taking the younger man's other hand, he kissed it. "I thank you for accepting my offer." He grinned once again. He really should stop grinning- it was probably creepy.

[brent zachary mckinney]

[atrb=border, 0, true][atrb=style, background: #FAFAFA; border-left: #fbb90f 2px dashed; border-right: #fbb90f 2px dashed; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 5px; padding-left: 5px; padding-bottom: 0px] Maybe I was naughty once but now I'm 'nice'   As Sebastian pulled him to his feet, Brent didn't protest or even stumble... well, not much. But he couldn't really see properly and neither could his dance partner so he had a perfectly good excuse to use at the moment. Brent's mind was really quite distracted by Sebby's giggling and general drunkenness. What were they even doing again? Brent just registered that they were stood up and holding hands and what... had he missed something? Oh. Oh yeah! Dancing. Right. Yes. Now he remembered. They were going to waltz now... okay. Brent thought it would be best not to mention how he had no idea how to waltz and had never attempted to at any point in his life. At least Sebastian had to know what he was doing... posh people like him obviously had to have been taught how to waltz at some point. He kept his hand holding onto Sebastian's shoulder once the older man had placed it there himself. At least he'd been saved from randomly reaching out for it this time. Oh... and Sebastian's hand was on his waist, so Brent sneakily shuffled even closer to him. He was all warm and nice and perfect and adsfghjkjhgfdsx. ...Brent brain was really going a little mad right now. "You're a woman." he mumbled nonsensically. Shush, so what if he was taking up the female role in this dance? He wasn't inwardly sulking over that at all. Asdfghjkl, but that did mean that Sebastian got to kiss his hand and be all... Sebastian-y. Brent wasn't sulking anymore. "Yay~" Brent giggled, not thinking he was going to be capable of forming a proper sentence in reply. [/style]   TAG: Sebbykins! NOTES: ブレビ OUTFIT: clicky! template by kaykay of sp