Title: Chaos Theories for Everyday Life Rating: R (because as much as I beleive they're married, I don't think I can write Grant having sex)
Summary:
Synopsis: Dondald D'Arby grew up with with everything a child could want, plus an overbearing father. But as an adult he's made it a place for himself, he's got a job he likes and is good at, people who might even call him friend and possibly, a small scrap of loyalty from the closest people around him.
Grant Janksy wasn't something he ever expected, and Donald D'Arby has lived a life of expectations, his and everyone elses. Grant defies all of them and doesn't even realize he's doing it, doesn't really care either.
They live together, they share space and Grant who likes to be alone his dark little closet gives him shy smiles and doesn't hug a keyboard to his chest like a security blanket and basks in the floor to ceiling window in the livingroom.
Donald works in a business that lives on rumors and whisps of information as elusive as air. So when he forgets to close the curtains one grey saturday on a rare day off and they fall asleep watching Invader ZIM which Grant has practically memorized and Donald finds strangely appealing, they wake up hours later, comfortably leaning together.
Of course, the photograph that appears on Monday manages to capture them in a completely different position.
Rating: R (because as much as I beleive they're married, I don't think I can write Grant having sex)
Summary:
Synopsis: Dondald D'Arby grew up with with everything a child could want, plus an overbearing father. But as an adult he's made it a place for himself, he's got a job he likes and is good at, people who might even call him friend and possibly, a small scrap of loyalty from the closest people around him.
Grant Janksy wasn't something he ever expected, and Donald D'Arby has lived a life of expectations, his and everyone elses. Grant defies all of them and doesn't even realize he's doing it, doesn't really care either.
They live together, they share space and Grant who likes to be alone his dark little closet gives him shy smiles and doesn't hug a keyboard to his chest like a security blanket and basks in the floor to ceiling window in the livingroom.
Donald works in a business that lives on rumors and whisps of information as elusive as air. So when he forgets to close the curtains one grey saturday on a rare day off and they fall asleep watching Invader ZIM which Grant has practically memorized and Donald finds strangely appealing, they wake up hours later, comfortably leaning together.
Of course, the photograph that appears on Monday manages to capture them in a completely different position.
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