Jake ruffled his hair a bit before looking back at Lighter, a habit he had since he hit his teenage years. "So I imagine you get yourself into a lot of trouble" he smiles and shakes his head. "Well at least your brother tried, I mean, most of the times they'll just leave you there for dead when you're in such a state, but yeah. It gets pretty lonely when you're out here on your own…even cold"
((Sorry for the wait, I got called into work last minute))
“Oh hell, I got into so much trouble. Many times the police were involved. My father seemed to dislike that.“ Lighter smirked in remembrance of his brother’s kindness. “But every time I got sent to jail or Juvie my brother was there to help me out. Not so much now.”
He nodded softly, ordering a bottle of Vodka from the bartender nearby. His order was filled and money was exchanged then. Lighter usually forgot to pay if he waited until the end. It was better to pay before he got drunk.
“Freezing actually. I have a space heater, however, at my place.” And quite a few ‘trophies’ he had acquired through his dealings with the gang. He had many types of weapons and a few personal items from the people he stole from.
(Nah you're fine man)
Jake seemed impressed with how much he got into trouble. "Well, I can't relate on that since my job was basically the opposite. Stay out of trouble and your family doesn't make the rest of your life worse then it already is" He waited for Lighter to stop talking so he could also order his drink, he ordered a glass with a bit of brandy in it.
"A space heater? Sounds nice actually" He took a quick drink out of his glass, he seemed happy with it. "You talked about your brother…is he close to you? Because you sure seemed to have a good opinion of him until he kinda stopped helping you out. Personally, I think someone like that would count as a good person, even if left ya hangin' these few years"
“Ouch. I don’t like this family of yours. They all sound like monsters.” Lighter raised the bottle to his lips, eyes narrowing as he took his first drink. It burned on its way down and was almost too much for him. But after the second and third mouthfuls, the pain subsided.
“It’s as nice as an abandoned building gets. The lights don’t work so I have my own put in. Even stole a generator for them. It’s not too noisy actually.” His place was a run down office building left forgotten and neglected. He took care of it, adding in a few couches and even a mattress he stole from his brother’s old bed.
Jake's eyes seemed to lose a bit of light in them as he heard the words "monster and family" in the same sentence. He quickly chugged the last of his drink, starting to feeling paranoid and stressed by just thinking about them. "You're not wrong there." He noticed how Lighter avoided telling him about his brother by changing the subject to his apartment. Jake decided to go with the flow. "You stole a generator?" a laugh escaped his lips. "Maybe if you decide to ditch this place we can rent an apartment, sounds nice once you think about it, though we'd have to work"
“Mm, a good family is hard to come by nowadays.” To him, it felt as if no one in the world seemed to care about loving families.
Lighter had avoided the question for a reason. He resented his deadbeat brother. Their father loved the older brother and blamed the younger cripple for their misfortunes. ‘If only Lighter’s pain mediation didn’t cost so much, they could have saved his mother.’ ‘Such a crippled disgrace.’ ‘It’s your fault mother died.’ That was all he was ever told. And he was starting to believe it.
“I did. Pretty easy steal.” He announced proudly. The bar tender gave them a questioning glance. “An apartment would be nice as well.” He mumbled, a soft sigh escaping his lips. “Don’t ask where I go every night, however. It’s better if you don’t get involved.” Marx was ruthless and enjoyed seeing other’s pain. He would relish the thought of making Lighter harm Jake in some way.
Jake nodded to Lighter's first statement. "Agreed." was all he said as he ordered another pour in his glass. The last one he would probably take. Jake thought it was quite cute how Lighter announced his steal, he seemed very proud of himself. He quickly shook the thought from his mind. Jake probably wouldn't have said anything but since Lighter said it first it piqued his interest. "Well, you probably shouldn't have said that because now I'm interested. You got a lover on the side?~" He asked teasingly.
Lighter downed nearly half the bottle, grimacing. His head was already starting to get lighter. He needed to lay off a bit. “Pfft, a lover?!” Lighter burst out laughing, holding his head in his hand. As if he could get a date.
“I’m good at charming but I never take advantage of any women who cross my path. So for one, I’d never end up with a one-night-stand. And for two, I’m Marcus Teague the scary, unstable teenager who won’t hesitate to stab you. No one wants to date unstable.”
Jake tilted his head curiously as he downed almost all the bottle. So much for drinking modestly he thought. He was almost startled by Lighter's sudden outburst on the lover thing. "Marcus? Hmmm so that's your real name?" Jake tried to keep quiet on the last part of his sentence but muttered something under his breath along the lines of "I beg to differ…" before going back to his drink.
“Yeah, Marcus is my real name. I’m not too fond of it.” He shrugged it off. To him, Marcus was just a weird name. Maybe someday he’d enjoy it. For now, Lighter sufficed. He was actually surprised no one had really heard about him. Lighter was the right hand man to one of the most troublesome gangs in the city.
“Sorry, What?” Lighter knew he heard him say something but he couldn’t quite catch it all.
(also, I just kinda wanna get something straight. Jake may kinda develope a crush for Lighter but since your character is straight I'll respect that and you don't gotta do anything, I just wanted to let ya know)
"Well I think Marcus sounds nice, no need to be ashamed of using it and nothing, I tend to do some senseless rambling so just ignore me" he finished. He couldn't let his emotions take the better of him. Never again.
(Cute XD. He is straight but fam I’m fine with anything. If we feel like it, I can have Lighter experiment a little. I change up his sexuality now and then to make it more interesting for me. He used to be pan. And then he was bi. And then a few others. Aahahaaa characters are fun.)
Lighter smiled softly, running a hand through his hair in a nervous attempt to steady his mind. “I’ll get used to it eventually.” He replied, referring to his name. “Senseless rambling is something I’m good at listening to.” He replied with a smirk. “I’ll listen to it all.”
(lmaoo well I'm not gonna object there. If you wanna like switch things up a bit then I'm all game dude and yeah man it's hella fun. I had Jake be bisexual for this but he was originally gay)
Jake stared at Lighter for a few seconds before deciding that he needed to chill with his drink. He would have ordered another but only because he was feeling extra good. He didn't though. He was already starting to feel it and he didn't need to be making stupid decisions. "I hope you do and I can say the same. I'm pretty good at listening to others as well, but only because I've been limited to the people I could interact with over the years" That was it. He had to be completely wack to start spilling stuff again about his family. Jake seemed confused at himself as he tried to get his thoughts together again.
(Niicceee. I love his character. Changed up sexuality it is. Lol last minute changes.)
And then there was Lighter. He was already buzzed. Luckily for him, however, he wasn’t too far gone and could still process what Jake was saying. His frown deepened. “You were limited? What kind of sadistics were you living with. Now I think I know why you’re running away.” He growled, downing the rest of the bottle in one fell swoop. “That might have been too much…” he admitted shortly after. His head was spinning. Usually he welcomed the sensation but he wanted to hold a decent conversation with Jake.
(ahhhhh thanks man I really love your character too dude! If I could I'd steal em from you lmao)
Jake smiled at Lighter's concern. "Well yeah, that's part of the reason I left. It wasn't a good environment to be in." After he finished he saw how Lighter just chugged the bottle, he paled a bit. "Yeah, maybe a bit too much, dont think you should have any more" he said as he finished his glass up.
(Ahaha. He’s my book child.))
“Doesn’t sound like it at all. I say ditch ‘em.” He put his head down after chugging the bottle, groaning softly. “I’m not going to drink anymore. I don’t want to be blackout drunk tonigh. Especially since I can talk to you.”
(Nice~ Jake's also from the story I'm workin' on)
Jake seems to panic a bit when Lighter groans and sets his head down on the table. He had never dealt with someone drinking so much since he was used to coming to the bar alone and drinking only one or two glasses of his favorite drink. "Yeah, that and I probably wouldn't let you drink anymore, you're gonna mess yourself up man" he said patting Lighter on the back as if he could comfort the pain he felt then smiled when he heard the last part. "Wow, I feel special now. You don't wanna get drunk cause of little ol me?" He laughed.
((Haha Lighter is in one of my novels I’m working on))
“I’m already messed up.” He joked, flashing a queasy grin. Lighter was rather glad for the company. It gave him a reason to not rely on alcohol so much. “Of course.” He replied, laughing. “I enjoy your company.”
(Yooo you think you could send me snippets of the novel you make? I would really love to read it)
Jake shoves him playfully but not too hard as he chuckles. "Not for me. You're probably the best thing I've ever met in my life and thanks~ I find myself to be a pest sometimes but if you say so" he laughs. "You really shouldn't do this to me, once I get attached to someone I get really hard to get rid of" Jake gives him a brief smirk.
(Haha Yeah, once I get more than a page edited. Take note it’s not going to be too good. ^^’ I’m still learning. I don’t know if you can see the documents I write on this website but there is a small snippet I think. By small I mean like two or three paragraphs)
Lighter let out a chuckle, lifting his head to see Jake better. “Am I really~?” A large grin spread acrossed his tanned face. He ran his fingers through his hair again, snickering. “I’m just as bad. But I mean, I’m not going to complain. Having you around seems a lot better compared to staying alone for my life.” He caught the smirk, returning it with a mischievous smile. “Are you trying to flirt or are you just open about everything?”
(Alrighty, cool~ I for one, think you got rad writing skills~ I would definitely read some of your stuff even if it's only a paragraph or two so just send it over when you get done editing it if ya want~)
"Yeah, I seem to think so and that's sayin' something" Jake let's out a loud laugh that doesn't sound obnoxious like some people who got too drunk, it sounded almost charming. "Oh no!" He said faking having been caught. "Looks like you caught on!" He laughs almost to the point of tears, though it was mostly nervous laughter since he didn't know what Lighter would think of him if he openly admitted that he was in fact flirting with him.
((Can And will do! I’m glad you like my writing!))
“Good to hear.” He hummed softly, resting his head once again against the counter. His head felt fuzzy. “Oh no. I guess I’m just too charming. I’m starting to attract everyone.” He snickered, shaking his head. “If you flirt with me I’ll end up flirting back.”
(Alrighty~ and yeah I think it's really cool!)
Jake smiled warmly. "Well then by all means, I'm all for the flirting~" He chuckles a bit. "And hey, you wanna get going? You don't seem to be doin' too well there buddy" he said seeming a bit concerned now. "I think some sleep would do you good"
((Thannnkkkkssss))
“Mm, so am I. I’m a big flirt.” He replied, letting his eyelids droop. He was exhausted. Sleep sounded nice. “Hell that sounds nice.” He grinned at Jake. “I can take my alcohol. I’m just a little more malnourished than usual.”
(haha no problem dude)
Jake seemed worried now. "Hey, when's the last time you ate?" He hesitated for a bit but then decided to pick him up. "Alright hot stuff, where's the place? Show me the way and I'll take you there" Jake left a ten dollar bill at the counter for the bartender before snatching up Lighter and making his way out of the bar.