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Dear Spess,
Happy birthday, this time belated! This is a day late, of course, RL keeps insisting on interfering as you know. Still, I hope you, Fabian, Gus and Aevar like this. Gideon sends his love to you and your lot. (Bode keeps giving him bemused and also amused looks.)
The first 5 things Gideon did after moving into his own digs, summer 1972
1. Well, actually the very first thing he did after closing the door behind his father, who'd taken a half-day off to help him apparate his things to London, was to put sheets on the bed that would be his from now on and lie down on them naked, just because. The just because also involved a wank that started out leisurely and moved on to desperate, especially when he heard someone screeching in the hallway outside the moment he was about to come. He collapsed in a heap of giggles and went for his wand to cast the first of very many sound dampening spells on the door and its frame.
2. Feeling rather lonely that first night in his flat, he dragged Fabian home the next after a tour through the local pubs. They fell into bed and slept wrapped around one another. When they woke up the next morning, their heads were pounding, but Gideon couldn't imagine a place where he'd rather be that moment. After a while, he pressed his face against the side of Fabian's neck said quietly that he felt at home now, which made Fabian ruffle his hair a bit and kiss him. That, of course, led to more kisses, and not long after, they both summoned their wands to stop the bedsprings squeaking too loudly. The next night, Gideon slept alone again, but much better than during the first night: The pillow still smelt of Fabian.
3. Even though his bedsit was positively tiny - and he was sure that in his great aunt Síle's opinion it would qualify as dingy - after a day of sorting his books into the wobbly shelves, storing his clothes and meagre crockery outfit away, he felt the need to go shopping for furnishings. Or rather what passed for furnishings in his own eyes and the limited nature of his budget. Not yet having started work at Transfiguration Today, he hadn't any money to speak of, so that three galleons were all he could squander. And squander them he did: He bought a pair of candleholders and a few nice candles to make himself feel at home. This was decidedly silly, as he'd never before thought of candles giving him a sense of home, but he got them anyway and later sat in his flat reading by the warm light they cast on the pages of his book. He also got himself a baking tin and, nearly wrecking the oven in his minute kitchen, made bara brith. Once it had cooled down a little, he flooed over to Fabian's only marginally less tiny room and fed him a piece of bara, holding his hand over his brother's eyes. He was rather pleased when Fabian asked him if he'd found the time to floo over to Llanfarian just now, and why Tad was making bara brith in the middle of the week anyway.
4. On his first weekend in his new flat, he talked Aevar into visiting him, even though he was on night shift in Edinburgh. Aevar was very sweet about his place, but his tiredness caught up with him soon, and when Gideon turned around with a pot of fresh tea, he found Aevar asleep on his bed. He sat down next to him and stroked his hair and neck for a bit, until he saw his features relax. Then he placed a blanket over him and let him sleep while he went shopping for dinner. When he came back, Aevar was still fast asleep, but the smell of a hearty soup bubbling on the cooker roused him eventually, and they ate hungrily before going for a pint or two at the pub on the corner.
5. The house, an old Victorian affair, had been broken up into a number of flats of various sizes, and a few days after him, a girl moved into the similarly tiny bedsit across the hall. She turned out to be from Ireland and Gideon's age, but had gone to Beauxbatons and was now back on the British Isles to start an apprenticeship with Flourish & Blotts. They got on splendidly, and it only took them a day to find their way into her bed, from which they emerged both infinitely wiser on how two people can get along very well and like each other very much and yet not be compatible where physical proximity and sex are concerned.
Happy birthday, this time belated! This is a day late, of course, RL keeps insisting on interfering as you know. Still, I hope you, Fabian, Gus and Aevar like this. Gideon sends his love to you and your lot. (Bode keeps giving him bemused and also amused looks.)
The first 5 things Gideon did after moving into his own digs, summer 1972
1. Well, actually the very first thing he did after closing the door behind his father, who'd taken a half-day off to help him apparate his things to London, was to put sheets on the bed that would be his from now on and lie down on them naked, just because. The just because also involved a wank that started out leisurely and moved on to desperate, especially when he heard someone screeching in the hallway outside the moment he was about to come. He collapsed in a heap of giggles and went for his wand to cast the first of very many sound dampening spells on the door and its frame.
2. Feeling rather lonely that first night in his flat, he dragged Fabian home the next after a tour through the local pubs. They fell into bed and slept wrapped around one another. When they woke up the next morning, their heads were pounding, but Gideon couldn't imagine a place where he'd rather be that moment. After a while, he pressed his face against the side of Fabian's neck said quietly that he felt at home now, which made Fabian ruffle his hair a bit and kiss him. That, of course, led to more kisses, and not long after, they both summoned their wands to stop the bedsprings squeaking too loudly. The next night, Gideon slept alone again, but much better than during the first night: The pillow still smelt of Fabian.
3. Even though his bedsit was positively tiny - and he was sure that in his great aunt Síle's opinion it would qualify as dingy - after a day of sorting his books into the wobbly shelves, storing his clothes and meagre crockery outfit away, he felt the need to go shopping for furnishings. Or rather what passed for furnishings in his own eyes and the limited nature of his budget. Not yet having started work at Transfiguration Today, he hadn't any money to speak of, so that three galleons were all he could squander. And squander them he did: He bought a pair of candleholders and a few nice candles to make himself feel at home. This was decidedly silly, as he'd never before thought of candles giving him a sense of home, but he got them anyway and later sat in his flat reading by the warm light they cast on the pages of his book. He also got himself a baking tin and, nearly wrecking the oven in his minute kitchen, made bara brith. Once it had cooled down a little, he flooed over to Fabian's only marginally less tiny room and fed him a piece of bara, holding his hand over his brother's eyes. He was rather pleased when Fabian asked him if he'd found the time to floo over to Llanfarian just now, and why Tad was making bara brith in the middle of the week anyway.
4. On his first weekend in his new flat, he talked Aevar into visiting him, even though he was on night shift in Edinburgh. Aevar was very sweet about his place, but his tiredness caught up with him soon, and when Gideon turned around with a pot of fresh tea, he found Aevar asleep on his bed. He sat down next to him and stroked his hair and neck for a bit, until he saw his features relax. Then he placed a blanket over him and let him sleep while he went shopping for dinner. When he came back, Aevar was still fast asleep, but the smell of a hearty soup bubbling on the cooker roused him eventually, and they ate hungrily before going for a pint or two at the pub on the corner.
5. The house, an old Victorian affair, had been broken up into a number of flats of various sizes, and a few days after him, a girl moved into the similarly tiny bedsit across the hall. She turned out to be from Ireland and Gideon's age, but had gone to Beauxbatons and was now back on the British Isles to start an apprenticeship with Flourish & Blotts. They got on splendidly, and it only took them a day to find their way into her bed, from which they emerged both infinitely wiser on how two people can get along very well and like each other very much and yet not be compatible where physical proximity and sex are concerned.