☆-- a place to lay your head. (Closed) - COMPLETE

[stray_redbird]

WHO: Rude (expert_stoic), Reno (stray_redbird).
WHAT: Hitting a bump, thanks so somebody's big mouth.
WHERE: Reno and Rude's apartment.
WHEN: After Reno's proud declaration.

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[stray_redbird]

Reno opened his mouth as if he had expected Rude to protest and had already prepared a verbal counter attack, but stopped, backtracking. His expression could be summed up in one syllable: oh. It was like he had built up fire and temper for another argument, then had been abruptly deflated with a single sentence. But, then again, Rude always could manage to do that to him.

"You wont?" the redhead asked a touch suspiciously. For the second time that night, a potential fight had been oddly averted with little incident. Maybe they were getting better at this. After a second, Reno repeated himself, though the words were made into a reassured statement, rather than a question. "You won't."

Relief, again. A rare quiet fell between the pair as Rude offered Reno a cigarette from his pack. Reno eyed them for a long moment, then quirked a wry smile, reaching out instead to snag Rude's for himself. He dug out his lighter and lit up with all the practiced ease someone who thrived in vice.

Blowing a mocking, smoky kiss at his partner, he let his wry smile linger, the sharp edges of his voice smoothed out by the poison curling warmly in his lungs. "Thanks, baby."

[expert_stoic]

Rude gave Reno a disgruntled look as his cigarette was taken right from his fingers, but he refrained from commenting and just took a new one from the package. He caught it between his lips, slipped his light from his pocket and flicked it open, the metallic click unnaturally loud in the silence between them. After sliding his lighter back into his pocket, Rude took a drag from his cigarette and exhaled slowly, the smoke drifting from his lips. He didn't smoke even half as much as Reno did and while in Russia he'd stopped altogether, but he'd quickly fallen back into his old habits once returning to Italy.

The silence stretched on with only the smoke drifting between them, but the moment was lost when Rude made to step past Reno. He clapped his hand on his partner's shoulder, then continued off down the hallway. Peanut yipped from another room, but Rude didn't bother going to investigate just yet.

"...Should put ice on that," he said as he paused in the doorway leading to the living room. He was relatively content now that things were settled between them and it was relief to be able to relax with Reno again.