Private for Aftermath

[always_zephyr]

The first thing Michael had done when he'd woke up in his own body was leave wherever he was, not even really looking and looked for someplace private. Whenever he saw someone, he turned the other direction. He felt so...dirty after being in that other body, after all the things he had done. Everything it had made him feel

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[patriotqueen]

Guy didn't know. He hadn't had sex with Michael, he had had sex with someone whose name he had never bothered asking. So when he saw Michael coming in the direction of the cave that Anthony and he inhabited, he smiled and nodded as greeting.

[always_zephyr]

When Michael saw Guy, he couldn't help a small flinch of his eyes before he finally managed a small, yet strangled smile. "Guy...I...I need to talk to you."

[patriotqueen]

Guy didn't particularly like that serious tone of voice. Serious tones of voice meant serious conversations. Or perhaps something happened. "What's wrong?" He asked.

[always_zephyr]

Biting his lip, Michael looked down at his feet, shuffling them almost like a small child who had done something wrong. Of course, in his mind, he had done something wrong so that analogy was good. "Umm...you know how this weekend, people switched bodies?" He couldn't out right say it, though leading up to admitting it was only putting off the evitable.

[queer_as_brian]

Brian was lying on his bed, smoking a joint and reading one of those damn Rage comics that kept popping up on the bookshelf when he heard someone outside of his room. He looked up and smiled when he spotted his best friend. "Hey Mikey. Survive the weekend okay?" He knew Michael had been in someone else's body, he'd just never managed to find out who.

[always_zephyr]

Leaning against the door way, Michael didn't dare come any farther into the room. It felt...odd. Like a line had been crossed. A line had been crossed. Brian just didn't know it yet.

"Umm...no...not really. I...need to talk to you. Seriously."

[queer_as_brian]

"...Ah Christ." Brian took one look at him and sat up, rolling his eyes. "Get in here and talk to me, then." He held the joint out to him, waiting to hear what had happened to Mikey over the weekend that he was so worked up over. Probably nothing to get worked up over.

[always_zephyr]

Of course it was something to get worked up over. It was something that just shouldn't have happened. And yet he couldn't make himself regret it.

Michael moved into the room but leaned against the wall next to the bed, his arms crossed over his chest. "You how everything was crazy again this weekend?"