forum Gaycation (another shipping rp) open

Started July 08, 2018 by @_sleeby_rat_

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"Whoa," Cade said softly, bringing his hand out of the water and letting it hover above the flame.

"Oh my god, did you trip and hit your godly head earlier?" Erikos teased, his still wet hair falling half in his face as he ruffled Daus' hair. "Don't answer that because it's obvious. And you know the cure for concussions? Champagne." With that he took Daus' arm and began to lead him towards the outdoor bar a few feet away from the lake

Daus stumbled after him, finally sidling up next to the taller boy as they made their way towards the bar. He stuffed his hands in his jacket's pockets, glancing around before looking back up Erikos, an intent look on his face. Of course, he would never admit that he had never been to a bar either.

Erikos tugged him gently towards the bar, leading him to one of the stools as he sat down. He ordered two glasses of champagne, though when Erikos' arrived the glass appeared to be made of what seemed like half-transparent chocolate. Deau's was just normal glass, and Erikos seemed not to mind the fact that his wasn't

Daus leaned over and glanced at Erikos' cup, laughing softly when he realized what it was. He looked back towards his own drink, taking a few sips before quickly downing the whole glass. "This…champagne thing is really, really good," he answered, a wide grin spreading across his face as he looked towards Erikos.

"And it's even better when the glass is edible," Erikos said, laughing a little at how much Daus seemed to enjoy the champagne. He downed his own drink before eating the glass, the motion almost comical with how quickly he did so. He usually ate just about anything, and after Argo had told him off for eating all the champagne glasses, he had started ordering drinks in edible cups

"it wont hurt you. its harmless unless i want it to be dangerous." she said, holding the flame.

Daus laughed a bit at the way Erikos ate his cup before returning towards his own newly filled glass, glancing over at the other boy occasionally. He really liked this bar place, especially with Erikos next to him.

Erikos licked his fingers off before ordering another glass, taking a moment to flash a grin at Daus. “Pretty good, huh?” he said

"Really good," Daus answered, brushing a few stray curls out of his face before returning a faint grin towards Erikos. He took a few sips from his champagne, glancing around the rest of the bar.

“So what’s your highness been up to?” Erikos asked, resisting the urge to say ‘your hotness.’ It didn’t stop him from grinning at the thought however

"it wont hurt you. its harmless unless i want it to be dangerous." she said, holding the flame.

Hesitantly, Cade let his hand quickly pass through the flame. As promised, it didn't hurt him. He laughed, relieved.

"Judging souls. The usual," Daus sighed, leaning a bit against the bar with his shoulder as he took a few more sips from his champagne glass. Being the god of balance, judgment, and good and bad luck, he kind of hated the job he had in the underworld. "Too many dead people," He added, a small, rare smile quirking the corners of his lips up.

“One can never have too many dead people,” Erikos said, taking a sip from his glass. “Hell, your job is basically a buffet. I would kill to have that many people to eat.”

"Not so fun when you have your sister constantly screaming about revenge and deception right in your ear," Daus laughed, grinning a bit at Erikos' joke before he realized that he must have been serious about eating them. "The perks are that I get a new sob-story every few minutes. Apparently, a lot of shit goes down in one mortal's life," He added as another bartender refilled his cup. He was getting a bit lightheaded, though he pushed the feeling away.

“Sounds about right,” Erikos laughed. He finished off his champagne before beginning to eat the glass. “Hell, I got shot in a tavern and my best friend doesn’t even remember the 20 something years we spent together before our deaths, but you don’t hear me complaining about it all the time.”

"Well, swing by my place when you die and I'll get to look through your memories," Daus joked, making a faint motion that resembled jazz hands and he laughed. Only now did he realize that he would outlive everyone that he met here, though he guessed that those were also the 'perks' of his job. A small frown registered on his face before Daus quickly covered it up with a laidback smile. "What was your friend's name anyways?"

“Argo,” Erikos said. “We were best friends when we were still human, but as soon as we died in that tavern? Bam! Bastard gets his memory wiped and I have to friend him all over again.”

"Argo," Daus repeated, thinking back towards his white-haired friend, Beau. Hadn't he mentioned them once or twice? Or was that someone else? "I'm sorry about what happened. But, where is he now?" He asked curiously, hoping to learn a bit about Erikos' past.

“Currently in California managing a hotel. He’s been his boss’s bitch for like 200 years, and he barely gets out anymore. But we still get to hang out every now and then, when he’s not with whatever boyfriend he’s got this time,” Erikos said with a shrug

Daus nodded, one of his hands tapping in a semi-rhythmic pattern on the bar's wooden surface. It reminded him that his boss would probably call him soon, dragging him back to the job he hated. "Sounds like Argo is good at getting boyfriends then. My skills at getting in a relationship are…not exactly amazing," Daus joked, laughing a bit as he glanced over at Erikos.

“Just because he gets a new fling every week doesn’t mean he’s good with relationships. But hell, how are people not all over you? You’re goddamn drop dead gorgeous,” Erikos said with a laugh

"'Cause I'm supposedly scary and depressive. Whatever that means," Daus answered, chuckling lightly as he felt his cheeks heat up, almost sure that his face was a new shade of pink. "What about you? How do you not have anyone when I'm pretty sure you have a six-pack. I'm a stick over here," he joked, motioning to his own physique with a small grin.

“Well I do have a six pack,” Erikos said, flashing a grin as he folded his arms behind his head. This showed off his six pack, as well as the rest of his well muscled form. “But eh, I’m pretty average for a water demon. The only thing I’ve got going for me is the fact that I look like a pirate.”

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"Average?" Daus scoffed, feeling his gaze look over Erikos for a moment too long before he glanced back towards his glass of champagne, taking a few sips to distract himself. "Please, you look great," He mumbled, willing the heat on his cheeks to leave as he looked back towards Erikos once again.