Close To Me [SEBBY]

[sebastian charles vannucci]

Was it a figment of Sebastian's drunkenly imagination, or had Brent moved slightly closer? If he had, that was good. Closer was good. Naturally. He now had a grin on his face that was even bigger than the one he'd had before. Somehow, it was possible. Silently the shapeshifter shuffled closer too, smiling like an idiot. "I will have you know, Brenty, that I am not definitely not female. I am male, definitely, definitely. You-" Sebastian tapped Brent on the nose- "are the female one. Definitely." He was saying definitely too much. He needed to shut up. Definitely.

The elder man was aware that the song they were going to dance to had actually finished, which was okay. Because to be honest, he wasn't sure dancing was very safe. After all, they were both drunk. At least a little bit. And they were both unable to see. So yeah, it was likely that dancing wasn't the safest option. Despite this, he didn't sit back down. No; he was enjoying having an excuse to be close to Brent and his warmth.

Wait...wait. Had Brent giggled? Sebastian was pretty sure Brent had giggled. The older man hoped so. It was adorable. He really ought to giggle more. Gosh, his giggle was adorable. It was like heaven. Placing his face closer to Brent's, he put on a serious face. "Did you just... giggle, good sir?" He murmured. "I certainly hope you just giggled, or it would appear I am hearing things."

[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'   That wasn't fair. Brent was totally male. He would prove it if he were certain that Sebastian wouldn't get scared away. They were... waltzing anyway and Brent needed to pay more attention to what was going on before he tripped over his own feet or he'd just end up on the floor. And so he did. But instead of paying attention to the dance, Brent blinked a couple of times when Sebastian tapped him on the nose and focused on him instead. ...Well, that wasn't very nice now, was it? "Nuh-uh, I actually have a penis." he announced, wearing a proud expression. Somewhere in the back of his mind, Brent also registered that he'd perhaps said that a little louder than he'd originally intended to as well. Nyeh. This was fail-ish dancing. If it could even pass as dancing in the first place. It was more like just standing and occasionally shuffling the slightest bit in a random direction but Brent was okay with that. He was finding that he didn't need to pay too much attention to where he was going considering he wasn't moving that much and Sebastian was holding onto him pretty firmly too. 'Good sir?' Brent pressed his lips together to stop more giggles from escaping. "Huh, what? I think you're goin' craaazy." the sprite smirked mischievously, half-subconsciously moving closer still to Sebastian; wrapping an arm around his neck and resting his forehead against the Italian's. The tickling warmth of the other man's breath against his lips was horribly taunting. But, no, Brent wasn't going to give in. Not yet. [/style]   TAG: Sebbykins! NOTES: ブレビ OUTFIT: clicky! template by kaykay of sp

[sebastian charles vannucci]

Sebastian bit his lip in an attempt to stop the inevitable giggles. Remarkably enough, he somehow manged to succeed this time. The shapeshifter found Brent's comment hilarious. Of course he had a penis. "Oh, you do, do you?" He queried. "Well, that's a relief~" Their dancing- or to be more accurate, their not-really-dancing - had practically stopped completely now. Which was sort of a relief; at least when Sebastian was standing still, he was less likely to trip over anything.

He was still holding onto Brent's waist, which was okay, because his waist was nice. "Crazy?" He uttered, with a grin. "You're probably right, but you're crazi--" He never actually finished that sentence, as the fire sprite decided it would be fair to rest his head. On Sebastian's head. It wasn't fair at all. Now literally all he could think about was kissing Brent, which wasn't very productive. It really was unfair. Brent was so very pretty; in fact, he was prettier than pretty. Silently- and grinning like an idiot- he snaked his other arm round Brent's waist, and drew the other man even closer to him.

For the first time, Sebastian wished he was braver. But no; he wanted to kiss Brent badly, but he was so afraid to attempt it. He'd probably mess it up- that was his theory, anyway. "So, old chap. As I was saying, before I was interrupted-" He giggled, despite himself. The intrusion had been rather welcome, after all. "-yes, I'm rather sure you're crazier." He grinned.

[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's eyes had accidentally-on-purpose glanced down at the blurred sight of Sebastian being all adorable and biting his lip which was presumably in order to stop him from laughing at Brent's recent statement. It made him feel a little less idiotic for saying it now that he was distracted by inwardly fangirling over his flatmate; not that Brent had been particularly bothered in the first place. Especially when his drunken state of mind was taken into consideration. It amused the sprite that he'd managed to startle the other man so much that he'd stopped speaking. Brent wasn't sure why exactly it did amuse him so much, it just did. But it was another thing to add to his mental list of cute Sebby momenty-things. Oh. And there was something else too. Brent was extremely glad for Sebastian wrapping his other arm around his waist as well before pulling him closer. "I'm perfectly sane..." Brent lied yet again, hooking his arms around Sebastian's neck in order to get even closer to him. "You may as well call me Brent McSaney." he chuckled. Man. Brent McSaney. That was an awesome name. Okay, so. Now would kind of be the perfect time to be all cheesy and kiss Sebastian while Brent decided that it was more of a good idea than a bad one. And he did actually end up doing so, hesitating slightly beforehand which was strange because Brent rarely hesitated over anything. It was like Sebastian was just anything though. Brent was going to savour this moment for a long, long time; the warmth of Sebastian's lips against his own was just too keysmash-worthy. He was hoping that this wouldn't freak him out. After all, it was only a kiss. Right? [/style]   TAG: Sebbykins! NOTES: ブレビ OUTFIT: clicky! template by kaykay of sp

[sebastian charles vannucci]

"Brent McSaney?" Sebastian snorted. He found that far too adorable. It was just so... cute. "Of course you're sane, Brent. Naturally." Now that Brent had moved his arms, they were even closer together. Kissing the other man would have been so easy. However, due to his -rather annoying- habit of being apprehensive of doing anything at all unexpected, he was glad he didn't have to. To say the least, the kiss was good. Very good. He'd certainly remember this. Brent was one of two people he'd ever kissed, and the first hadn't been very good at kissing. Brent was. So it was okay. Brent's lips were so soft and lovely and... the shapeshifter wasn't able to think properly, he was so happy.

"Well, Brent, that was certainly..." He couldn't finish his sentence; as he was giggling again. This was just too cute. It was adorable. Still not moving, he said, "Brent McSaney, you most definitely are sane. There is no argument that could convince me otherwise." Quite frankly, no-one insane would be able to kiss like that. That would definitely be unfair, Really, really unfair. Being insane, but being able to kiss well? Not fair.

He kissed Brent himself, despite his shyness. The elder man had simply decided to ignore his brain now. Giggling afterward, he realised that Brent had no idea what he was giggling about. Goodness; he didn't know what he was giggling about. However, laughing was second nature for him when he was drunk. To be honest, the shapeshifter just hoped that it didn't annoy the other man. Leaving his hands off Brent's waist, he smiled at the young sprite. His brain had forgotten how to work, but he was past caring.

[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'   Asdfghjklfdkjlfkd. Brent was extremely glad that Sebastian hadn't run away screaming, scarred for life. Well, he'd obviously never been straight because... he just wasn't. And Brent liked to think that his Gaydar was in top condition. Y'know, Brent had a feeing that his would've ended up happening eventually if they'd both been sober, he would've made sure of it anyway if it hadn't. He could taste the recently-consumed vodka on Sebastian's tongue and the warmth emanating from the other man's body and just everything about being so close to him drew Brent in. How he'd managed to figure out that there were more cons than pros to finally making a move with Sebastian before this, Brent honestly didn't know. But the amount of alcohol he'd just consumed was good at helping him change his mind and decipher between what would end up as a disaster and what would he should definitely go ahead with. "I told you, Sebbykins," Brent found himself giggling again, finding happiness in the fact that Sebastian still seemed okay with this, "I told you I'm not crazy." The sprite hadn't exactly expected Sebastian to kiss him again, not that he had a problem with it. Okay, that was good. He was freaking out, at least Brent didn't think so. While Sebastian began to giggle again, Brent took the opportunity to grab the shape shifter by the collar of his shirt and stumble blindly to his (their?) bedroom. Brent didn't trip over at all on the way there. The air tripped over him. That was totally right. [/style]   TAG: Sebbykins! NOTES: ブレビ OUTFIT: clicky! template by kaykay of sp

[sebastian charles vannucci]

Honestly, the shapeshifter felt so light right then. It was almost like he was floating, which would have been alarming at any other time. However, right then, it seemed rather normal. Whether it was down to the fact he was really drunk, really, really happy, or a mix of both, he didn’t know. He didn’t particularly care at the time either. No- Sebastian just recognised that it was a nice feeling. Kissing Brent was nice, too. In fact, it was even nicer than the happyfloaty feeling. And that was really lovely.

As he was preoccupied with kissing Brent, being dragged around by the collar of his shirt really was rather disconcerting. Honestly, what was Brent trying to do? Strangle him? The shapeshifter somewhat doubted that. Still, whatever it was, it was well and truly interrupted when Brent fell over. He didn’t even appear to fall over anything more than a chunk of air. Despite how terrible it was, the Italian simply started giggling. In his defence, it wasn’t exactly every day he saw a far-too-pretty man fall over nothing. Of course, he helped the fire sprite up, kissing him once again when he’d managed to get him up. “Bit clumsy, are we, Mr McSaney?” He snort-giggled.

It was then that his heavily alcohol-influenced brain finally processed where he was being dragged. “Oh. Okay.” He said dumbly. He hadn’t meant to say it out loud, but had nonetheless. Clasping Brent’s arm in a vice-like grip, he dragged the sprite to the bedroom himself. Naturally, he was giggling- in fact, he sounded like a psychotic madman, which he kind of was when he was affected by alcohol to an extent such as this. He couldn’t help the laughter, though. It was nearly all involuntary. Maybe.