Deck, Saturday Afternoon

[decoder-rings.livejournal.com]

It was nice to wake up to a warm day finally. Hannibal had thought the winter would just be everlasting, dumping snow on them whenever it got the urge but it was finally warm. He didn't even mind the clouds that much because warmth meant he didn't have to coop himself up inside anymore. Warmth meant he could stick himself on the deck, in a comfortable chair with his feet up and sunglasses on.

Really, he probably would have been happy to sit on the deck if it had been cold. It was amazing how everything seemed to improve when one's mood was no longer akin to a battered punching bag.

It might not have been the deck of a cruise ship but Hannibal decided this was kinda nice anyway.

[hey, open! taking advantage of the east coast's GORGEOUS weather!]

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[rocksthescarf.livejournal.com]

That...was actually pretty close to what Chuck was. "You know what, you're the one who started getting on me about my reactions to everything. Quit analyzing everything I say."

[decoder-rings.livejournal.com]

"I'm the one trying to have a conversation with you and getting bitchy answers in return," Hannibal retorted. "Are you storing extra bitch in your boobs or something?"

[rocksthescarf.livejournal.com]

Chuck groaned and sat back against the chair so he wouldn't have to look at Hannibal. Seeing him looked pissed was just pissing Chuck off more. "This is pointless. Can we just drop it?"

[decoder-rings.livejournal.com]

"How?" Hannibal asked. "Every thing I try to talk to you about, you throw some bitch in my face. I could ask you about the fucking weather and you'd likely tell me to just fuck off, I could see the weather for myself."

[rocksthescarf.livejournal.com]

"Fine then, we'll keep arguing," he said. Even if it was pointless.

[decoder-rings.livejournal.com]

"Fine, Chuck, fine." He sighed and shook his head. "Got plans for this weekend?"

[rocksthescarf.livejournal.com]

Chuck was so, so tempted to give a bitchy answer on purpose but decided against it. "No, not really. Other than trying to learn how to sleep on my stomach without hurting my boobs."

See? Not bitchy. There was a joke in there.

[decoder-rings.livejournal.com]

"'Fraid I can't help you with that one," he said and laughed. "Get a softer bed?"

[rocksthescarf.livejournal.com]

"I think I need to get less sensitive tits," Chuck said with a faint smirk.

[decoder-rings.livejournal.com]

"Tit transplant?" Hannibal suggested with a wince. "But, ow. I bet that'd be unpleasant. Wear a bra?"

[rocksthescarf.livejournal.com]

At the mention of a bra, Chuck shifted uncomfortably. "They're just as bad. It's a lose-lose situation."

[decoder-rings.livejournal.com]

"Then, I think it's a toss up between enduring the pain or not sleeping on your stomach," Hannibal said. "I don't know a way to make boobs less sensitive, unfortunately."

[rocksthescarf.livejournal.com]

"I'd be worried if you did know a way," Chuck said honestly. Because...wow.

[decoder-rings.livejournal.com]

"Hey, I spent some time as a girl!" he said, snickering. "And I live with a girl. There could be tricks!"

[rocksthescarf.livejournal.com]

"You don't think I would have come across some of those tricks by now?" he asked. "I'll just have to learn to deal."

[decoder-rings.livejournal.com]

"You can't stay a girl forever," Hannibal said, shaking his head. "It's not this place's way. Things always seem to snap back to normal. Maybe it's just on its own vacation."

[rocksthescarf.livejournal.com]

"I'm not too worried about it. It's nothing I can't handle for now. But I have been avoiding my phone calls from home. That could pose as a problem eventually," he said. "I mean, I doubt my father will notice but I'm sure other people will be worried."

That sad thing was, no, nobody would probably notice. Maybe Nate when Chuck's birthday rolled along and he didn't answer the phone.

Aww, he had no friends.

[decoder-rings.livejournal.com]

"I think you'll find some people here will miss the male Chuck Bass sneer and those dapper, dapper clothes," he said, half serious, half joking.

[rocksthescarf.livejournal.com]

Chuck gave Hannibal a doubtful look. "Yeah, I'm sure people will be mourning in droves."

[decoder-rings.livejournal.com]

"I'll miss it," he said and rolled his eyes. "And I bet Sam misses it too. He loves you, you know."

[rocksthescarf.livejournal.com]

"He does, the poor guy," Chuck said, shaking his head. "I hope he's not expecting to be loved in return otherwise he's in for heartbreak."

[decoder-rings.livejournal.com]

"What, you wouldn't do him if he weren't basically married?" Hannibal asked.

[rocksthescarf.livejournal.com]

"That has nothing to do with love," Chuck pointed out. "And him being basically married isn't stopping me. It's stopping him."

[decoder-rings.livejournal.com]

"I still think he'd miss your male persona," Hannibal decided. "You're too memorable not to be missed."

[rocksthescarf.livejournal.com]

Chuck raised an eyebrow. Sometimes he wondered who in the hell Hannibal was talking to because it certainly wasn't him. "I think you might be the minority there with that."