The roof - Thursday Afternoon

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Okay, so, it wasn't exactly tanning weather but it was still warm enough for Chuck to be out on the roof. This was the kind of weather he preferred. He was fine but it wasn't likely that there would be a billion people outside to bother him. Not that there was a huge amount of people who had the same fetish for roofs that he did.

He was laid back into one of the chairs with a book (Orlando. No, the irony wasn't lost on him) in one hand and a joint in another. Perfect way to spend an afternoon. Well, a perfect way that didn't involve sex, obviously.

[The roof, it is open]

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"Are you...reading?" Hannibal asked, almost surprised. Boredom apparently carried him to the roof.

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"Yes, it's a skill I picked up over the years," Chuck said, not looking up from his book. He actually read a lot, thank you. He just didn't do it in public often.

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"I just don't think I've ever seen you do that," Hannibal explained. "Any good?"

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"Do you actually care?" Chuck asked, smirking a little.

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"No, but making conversation is sometimes courteous," Hannibal said. "I can stop that. Put the damn book down, Chuck, and pay attention to meeeeeeeee!"

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Chuck sighed and laid the book across his leg so he could keep his place. He took a hit of the joint before looking up at Hannibal. "Okay. I'm all ears. What do you want?"

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"Nothing really," he said and smirked. "Just your attention. It means that much to me."

Obviously.

"How's it going?"

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"It's going fine," Chuck said. He knew what was going to come up eventually (he listened to radio, duh) and right now was mentally preparing himself to be a bitch and not let Hannibal have his fun. It was taking some effort. "I think I made Dean want to kill me even more. That was fun."

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"Jesus, how?" Hannibal asked. "You didn't sleep with him, did you?"

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"God, no. That would be doing him a favor," Chuck said, making a face. "I did, however, tell him certain things I'd like to do to his brother. He acted like it didn't bother him but I heard on radio last night that he was flailing at Sam about it."

Which naturally meant that Chuck had won that little showdown.

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"You don't have a sense of self preservation, do you?" Hannibal asked. "Do you want more bruises?"

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"Bruises heal but the memory of teasing Winchesters lasts forever," Chuck said with a smile.

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"Your mind works in mysterious ways," Hannibal said, slowly working his way up to the cuddling, oh yes. "But making Dean flail? Nice work, my friend."

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"Thank you, thank you," Chuck said, bowing his head slightly. "I try."

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"When'd you stop being a girl, anyway?" Hannibal asked. "I don't think I've talked to you since then."

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"Last...Monday, I think?" he said, wondering why they were keeping up the idle conversation when Chuck was sure Hannibal was dying to bring up the cuddling thing. "I didn't have to show up to class as a girl, thank god."

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"You were a bitchy girl," Hannibal said, smirking.

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"I still think I acted like I always do," he said. "You just can't handle it when I'm a girl."

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"Biiiiiiitchy," Hannibal said, shaking his head. "And a thief. You gave Angela her clothes back, right?"

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Chuck rolled his eyes. "Yes. After I bought some of my own. She and I don't have the same taste."

Or bra size.

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"And hey, how's Sam feel when he's all spooned up against you?"

Okay, resistance was futile.

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Chuck smirked. "Very big and warm, thanks for asking."

See, he was ready for it. He didn't even look annoyed. Felt it, yeah, but he looked like everything was just fine.

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"You did look really content from what I saw," Hannibal said. "And I've slept nearby you a few times."

He didn't say with because, really, there wasn't anything like that happening.

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"Well, you know, normally I don't allow such things but Sam is special," Chuck said. He sighed and shook his head. "I couldn't help myself. You know, when someone's got their arm wrapped around me and breathing against my neck I totally feel loved and cherished and not like I want to kill myself at all."

Ooooookay. Now maybe he was acting a little annoyed.

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"I think you were even drooling a little," Hannibal lied. "I've never seen you that relaxed. Maybe Sam does have the magic touch."